S.I.M. - This winter

this winter's
going to be a cold
one i can feel it in
my bones the
winds have
begun blowing
and the fire's
turned to stones
the light shines
less than once it
did and all the
sunshine's gone
and hid. warm
ginger tea fills
my mug in hopes
that summer'll
soon be undug.

S.I.M.

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