White flurries and snowflakes dance without care
Falling and drifting slowly in air
Landing softly and perching on wind bitten noses
Little kids giggle, sweeter than roses
The season is here,
Happiness it imposes.
Winter is my favorite season.
YOU ARE READING
3 am Thoughts.
SonstigesOnly read if you want to. I swear I'm not this crazy all the time. Just a few times a week.
