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Dec 2022
There comes a cold December when the snow covers the ground,
It softens all the edges and it mutes all of the sound,
I shiver in my jacket and I think of sunset skies,
When the birds were singing sweetly and color of your eyes,

Thereโ€™s a fire thatโ€™s burning somewhere and it warms the winterโ€™s night,
While the wind blows past the window,
clouds obscure the pale moonlight,

And thereโ€™s blankets full of comfort lying softly in a pile,
Somewhere, somehow, I will get there to remain a little while,
While the snow gets ever deeper and the cold seems here to stay,
Though it be a cold December we can chase the cold away.

JHenry
Written by
Janet Doyle  50/F/Pennsylvania
(50/F/Pennsylvania)   
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