Winter

. . a group poem by Mary, Ross , Jessica , Rob , and Trish .

Exposing yourself to a new world,
Enveloped in a white silence.
The crunch of snow beneath your boots,
Frigid gusts of wind chilling your face.
Children frolicking in a nearby yard,
A crimson cardinal perched on a frosted pine,
A snowplow shoving the snow aside,
Icicles dangling from rooftops.
Diamonds falling from an endless patch of gray.
The pungent smell of firewood,
Taking in all of the warmth,
Continuous crackling.
The creak of the rocking chair as it caresses the old wooden floor,
An indulgence of liquid chocolate on your lips.
Reflecting on the day that has past.
This is winter.

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