
The cold is cruel,
Evil, malevolent.
It gnaws at the day, in silent misery.
But look there, just down the calendar.
Under loving covers, and curled up to you bathed in warmth.
Christmas peeks out from under December.
Dave Park 2019

The cold is cruel,
Evil, malevolent.
It gnaws at the day, in silent misery.
But look there, just down the calendar.
Under loving covers, and curled up to you bathed in warmth.
Christmas peeks out from under December.
Dave Park 2019

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