have you ever wished for winter
and dreamt of cold and snowy nights
can you remember how the air feels
when the wind picks up and bites
can you see the snowflakes falling
or maybe glistening in the sun
can you hear the silent struggle
of frozen rivers run
have you thought of barren tundras
or of trees that droop with snow
will drip and drop to grow
wishing for winter
doesn't happen without reason
for there's a special type of magic
that only comes from winter's season
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Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
