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The winter solstice crept upon
The world where darkness fell
Like snowflakes on a pane of glass
They spread, their ice arms swell
Contrary to the thoughts of old
That snow had tremulous fate
We’d fly down hills across the land
No channel came too late
With absolutely painted skies
A catalog of life
We say goodbye to pain and tears
we recline away from strife
Then falling closer to the ground
Our activity delights
We gather up our toys and sleds
And end with the days lights
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
- Winter
- Solstice
- Snowflake
- Contrary
- Absolute
- Tremulous
- Darkness
- Channel
- Goodbye
- Painted
- Catalog
- Recline
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