Winter is upon us cold and grim
Evenings longer night comes early.
Mornings cold ground white with snow
Forest trees standing bare all alone.
Geese flying south squirrels hide in nests
Wishing the sun back next.
~Jonathan Poole ⚘
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 4:51 AM UTC
Winter is upon us cold and grim
Evenings longer night comes early.
Mornings cold ground white with snow
Forest trees standing bare all alone.
Geese flying south squirrels hide in nests
Wishing the sun back next.
~Jonathan Poole ⚘
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