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All the little things


 

 

Late night drives

And snowflakes on our tongues.

Talks in the hotel room,

And Martinelli’s in bath tubs.

 

Beautiful people

And beautiful sights.

Happy little laughs

And snow in the headlights.

 

Running free in the snowy fields

And chasing a silver sunset.

The beauty of winter

And a vibrant fall palette.

 

All the little things,

From the smiles to the views,

I’m glad you came,

I love you.


 

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