Winter Dreams

  Icy limbs creaking in slow motion bending to the cold breezes
Clear flakes breaking free to crash silently into frozen white ground
This wonderland of winter makes old bones moan and complain
Fun filled days of youth still dance in memories nere lost
I once more embrace the coldest bleak of days
  Holding ever to young memories playing in the snow

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