Winter Wonders
Standing outside in the harsh winter winds
Playful as the snowflakes may seem,
Beneath lies a solemn reality.
What once was laugh and play,
Is now work and energy wasted
Like a flip of a switch in the dead of night
It is time to retire the sleds and laughs
And hand them over for yearly work that never seems to end
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