Cold breeze caressing my reddish cheek,
All I wish for is to seek,
Seek something in contrast,
Like red is for blue, white is for black.
It is winter, the coldness in the air,
A cup of hot chocolate around the fair,
Freshly baked pies and cookies,
The smell and heat fills up the air.
The crackling fire, a warm embrace,
A gentle calm in this icy space.
Snowflakes dance beneath the light,
Turning the world to a canvas of white.
People's laughter, bells that chime,
An endless joy frozen in time.
With every moment, a memory made,
In the fleeting frost, nothing will fade.
So I wander through this winter's glow,
Grateful for all it chooses to show.
In the contrast, I find my place,
A quiet peace in its cold embrace.
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