I open the door,
Outside it snows,
The light is bright.
Cloaked in white.
A magic spell for winter nights,
When flakes they fall fat and ripe.
Winter storms rage all around,
The world is silenced,
Buried in the depths of a very snowy night.
This is beautiful... i love how transparent & hazy everything looks... love the writing too. i can so relate. :-) xoxo
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