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A Winter Squall

The deep dark night fell upon me like a spell
As gentle skies turn into a frozen swell
Icy snow blinded closing in like a frozen cell.

Trees swayed against the endless black, Nowhere to turn and no way back
So I sat in the squall, consumed by this frigid attack.

Just as the flame of hope flickered in my mind, The wind lessened, and the winter moon shined I followed the light back to the path my footprints lined
Feeling a hope unable to be defined.

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The Fox

The inky cloak of dark black smoke,
Shrouded the icy sky,
As the deep snow fell,
And the winter’s hell seemed to cover that inward eye.

Then in a flash, I saw it dash as in days of old,
A fox at play this winters day,
It melted my frozen soul,
It played all day,
And made me say,
Oh, how I love winter so.

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Icy Fire

When the artic winds come roaring in,
Like a lion lit with icy fire,
And nature burrows into its slumber,
That’s when I awaken.

Hemmed in by the crowds of summer,
Swollen in the heat and ease,
Finally, I break free, bursting over icy meadows,
Surging over roaring lakes,
While they all huddle by the fire,
Spurning the frosty days,
I pray, oh how I pray,
For the frigid days,
The solitude and peace.

The cold is my companion,
Razor sharp winds my shield,
As I glide over the frozen field,
So when the snow comes, do not despair,
For it’s the ice that comes to make all things clear.