Snowflake on Christmas

White flake tufts all overThe aura seems befitting for beerBut I refrained from it a long agoAnd no, I can’t with it further go. Snow days are sweet to beholdSnowballs good game, good to hold,Keeps one fully fun repleteWhat a Nature’s bestowal indeed. See the days dance in white beauty Clement weather, a cup ofContinue reading “Snowflake on Christmas”

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