The frosty sun,
rose on a cold winter’s morn,
there was no comfort and no warmth,
but the particles of snow –
did like little colorful diamonds glow.
Making the world a little brighter,
while winter birds huddled under the eaves of the roof,
from which sparkling icicles hung,
making it all a little like –
a winter world of fun.
The hazy sun shined through,
but as for warmth,
there was none,
the north wind,
whistled all about
and little birds –
mournfully on bare branches chirped.
Hand in hand,
our kisses keeping us warm,
beneath a silvery, gray sky,
along a snowy path,
into the woods we went.
The crisp snow crunching,
beneath our feet,
soft snow falling,
from the pine branches –
swinging in the wind.
No sound all around,
the woodland stream,
frozen in time,
we went waltzing through the paths,
humming a wintertime song
and it seemed –
like a winter world of love.
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