Winter Sun

Posted on June 19, 2018 by

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Winter sun comes streaming in

Windows block the vicious wind.

Winter sun warms my soul

Blue skies, an inverted bowl.

Days warm up to mid twenties

Nights are cold, it’s time for jammies.

I love this season, winter warmed

Garden dormant, plants waiting formed.

Spring will burst and with it heat

Wishing I had my winter cold feat.

 

 

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