Winter
Snowflakes gently fall to the ground
As if it is in slow motion
Water freeze as if time stops
But people rush through the cold weather to get to some place warm
Familes sit by the fireplace all bunch together siping hot choclate.
Kids bulding snowmans and angels
On snow days
And just having the time of therir lives to go home
To nice hot chicken soup and a warm place
By the fireplace
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