A blanket of white
suspended in thin air
clinging to
all in its path
embracing a world
of peridot and emeralds
Crisp air sting
the face and hands
burning a reminder
of the season at hand
into the mind
and body of all
A stream of light
breaks through the gloom
amber and pure
gracing Mother Earth
with a touch of warmth
setting her soul afire
Greetings From A Squiggly Mind 
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