Harsh winds chop through.
Skinning branches of their tie-dyed leaves.
Winter warmers pull through.
Protecting arthritic arms within woolly sleeves.
Glowing gleams pervade through.
A hum of activity is marked by the town lights.
Fireworks and sparks shoot through.
Evoking 'oo's and 'aah's on frost-filled chilly nights.
Broths, stews and soups seep through.
Causing countless cup-a-soups to be consumed.
Shop decorations creep through.
Reminding us that our bank balances are doomed.
About Me
- Creative Cravings
- I don't mind if you despise this blog,yes it's great if you enjoy it, but rather selfishly, it's for me.It's oddly comforting knowing that my little opinion is floating around in cybersapce and will always be here.
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