Winter, oh winter- you are so beautiful yet everyone is so sad.
how is it the world becomes more beautiful and frozen in time. Winter forces you to snuggle with your people.
watch a blanket of snow fall at night and watch the snow twinkle with the birds chirping to the morning sun.
or the lack of people is why everyone has the blues. winter is the earth’s version of death. everyone seems to leave in winter.
is that why it’s so cold in here. as I look around and see no one in sight.
where did everyone go? I thought we could play in the snow? make snow angels and for. Have snowball fights till the sun goes down.
oh- you have somewhere to be…. okay. what happended to getting warmed up in the blanket forts with popcorn and hot chocolate, wathing reruns of our favourite christmas movies…
Now i understand the winter blues.
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Jen Phillips
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That was a wonderful piece of writing. I really enjoyed it.