As I feel the brisk winter breeze on my skin,
And look outside my window,
to to the soft, white snow;
It reminds me of the warmth.
The warmth of family, friends, and values.
Though winter seems and sounds like a harm season,
It gives me joy knowing that winter is coming.
Which is why I don't say winter-frost,
I say winter-warmth.
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