Frosted

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It silences the sound around me
Except for the crunch of my boots

I can see
My dog's pawprints next to mine,
A rabbit's tracks from earlier

Crystals sparkle in the sun
Turning my neighborhood into
A sugary wonderland

Layers of fond memories
They say that not one
Is exactly alike

The cold bites my face
Turning my cheeks pink
I don't mind

I begin to remember why
I love this season so much
January 2024

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