winter days

The cold ice hanging in the moon light

We can see snow touching the ground

Frost tickles my toes

Inside roasting marshmalloes because you just came from school

The taste of warm carmel and hot choclate

Underneaf you the snow slowly sourounding you foot and trying to take your foot out of the white  

Feeling  the cold snow on your warm hand with warm gloves and want to o in your warm gloves and want to go into your cosy bed

Smelling the food that you made


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