Ho (Hum) Ho Ho
I can just imagine what it would be likeMy boots wet with powder, threatening to crawl in beside my ankle
And it crunches like crackers and squeaks like window shields
I can imagine not seeing or feeling a thing
And warming up with blankets and safe bodies
Hands wrapped around fingers
Fingers wrapped around faces
I can see the magical land of white frosted branches
The clumsy balance of our ice dances
I could watch this all with three quilts and three pairs of socks and a fireplace
With gingerbread and cinnamon and apples and pecans
With steamy drinks three times a day
Oh my
posted by Unknown @ 8:24 AM
1 Comments:
OHMYGOSH what splendid timing you wrote this. you are not a nay-sayer.
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