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Jan 2021
Winter is calling, now on the way
All hopes of the sun are waning today
Mist and fog are all that I see
They swirl and they cover the loftiest tree
Afternoon cloaked in the shadowy night
Darkness soon swallows all of the light
A sleepy time girl as this blast of cold
Seeps into my body, into my soul
When I awaken my blood starts to flow
I take a brisk walk through sparkling snow
Outside all is calm, white flakes fill the skies
As I breathe in the beauty, tears fill my eyes
Fir trees looming, ancient and proud
Silver moon peeping from under a cloud
I hope that the sun will brighten my way
For Winter is calling, calling today
Written by
Sheila Haskins  F/Suffolk England
(F/Suffolk England)   
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