A purity that brings a glow
To this soiled world of evil ways
Eye-to-eye contact fear displays.
With darkening skies clouds quickly loom
A sense of foreboding spreads at noon
Deserted streets – no normal state
Winter's tyranny can't wait.
But against such weather - what's to do?
The flakes will fall on me and you
We wrap up warmly every day
And taking care, we face the fray!
(c) Poet in the woods 2015
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