Foot Falls

This peom I wrote on my way home from work on a quiet Sunday morning. This marks an up turn in my poetry; from depressed and angst to more happy. It wasn't to last! LoL

The first foot falls,
Through the virginal snow,
The city's crisp white blanket,
Sets the streets a glow,
The beauty of the inconvenience,
Oft' over looked,
The bracing winter wind,
The biting freezing cold,
Chills the bones,
Warms the heart,


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