
Touch the snow, upon the ground
Hear the howling cold winds, past on by
See the trees covered in snow
Taste the hot cocoa, sitting in your lap
Smell the fire crackle, as the wood burns
About the Creator
George Hall
I'm a freelance creative writer from Australia, who likes to write about all sorts of different and unique things. I have a soft spot for spy and disguises related stories as well as fantasy fiction, I'm also a massive music fan.

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