Winter Verse (#215!)
It's winter
And my toes are cold
It's winter
And the coffee's brewed
It's winter
And the does grow bold
Searching for a meal
Where sweet green grass once grew
It's winter
And the frost has formed
It's winter
And the fire's bright
It's winter
And your hands are warm
In the brown wool gloves
I knit for you last night
(c) 2013, by Hannah Six
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