Christmas · POEMS

Weather 

Walk with me as the winter comes. Hold out your hand and catch the flakes in your palms. The ice will be sure to follow our trail. I can feel the frost that makes our skin pale. Dawn your scarfs, coats, and gloves. Protect yourself from this season’s harsh love.
-8th Day of Christmas-

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