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Sep 12
It's a cold bitter
Night and
The frosty wind
Its howling all night
And everywhere is
Frozen and there's
A bitter chill blowing
All through the night
And the trees stand
Bare their branches stark
And cold and nobody is
Around there's not even a sound
And no leaves in sight it's
Just a bitter chill
Walking the ground tonight
And the quiet stillness
In this cold bitter place
A sense of peace and
Wonder does abide
But Winter has arrived
And the cold has come me
And in its midst there is
A beauty that will stay.
Cold πŸ₯ΆπŸ₯Άβ„️❄️
David P Carroll
Written by
David P Carroll  M/Ireland
(M/Ireland)   
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