Bitter Blast

Blanket in woolen clothes

From head to my tippy toes

Hot tea sounds yummy

~

Winters unending

Blast to last forevermore

Sullen thoughts at bay

~

Long for warm sunshine

To caress my bare shoulders

Happiness is craved

 

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