Icey wind blows
snowflakes swirling
'bout my head

Wrapped against the cold
mittens and shawls
my new best friends

The air is clear, brisk
Not a cloud in sight
The wind is still
on this cold
silken night

House becomes harbor
Secure safe and warm
Comfort embraces Us
upon finding Our way home


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