One Winter Day
Winter nights began,
As winter sonata plays.
Candle lights in my room
Just to warm the passing days.
My eyes were set on the fireplace,
And the blazing logs turn to coals.
Dark, gloomy, and sad
Then everything is cold.
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fadingpolaris
Hey there! 🌟 High school me turned to writing short stories and poems for kicks, and it's been a love affair ever since. At present, I'm a special education teacher, guiding an amazing bunch of diverse kiddos. I channel my romantic soul into my poetry, often inspired by people close to me or just good old self-reflection. Love is my muse, I guess. I'd love for you to dive into my world of words and can't wait to experience your poetry too! Let's connect and get inspired together! 😊 Yey!
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