by Samantha Beardon
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December feels just like spring
Weather warm, no cold swing
Dark and damp the winter nights
Gloomy days a few are bright
Rain and gales the weather gives
No crisp cold frost, the warmth forbids
The season marches further on
Christmas creeps up hit that gong
Presents bought and cards a wing
Mood adjusts to the festive swing
Towns and cities, houses too
Covered in lights of every hue
Friends give a glimpse of other lives
Christmas in another guise
Celebrating with summer days
Not for them the winter haze
Crisp blue skies and sparkly seas
Sunshine, sea blue sky, warm breeze
But grey or blue, north or south
There is the touch of a friend, as greetings bounce
Brings a smile, to warm the heart
Because friendship, is a really great art
Its always summer, somewhere
And during the winter season be aware
It can always be summer in your heart.
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Winter Magic - a multi-author anthology of poetry and prose
RandomAn anthology of winter magic-inspired poetry and prose, written by a number of talented authors.
