Glistening, White Snow Sparkling in the Sun
Sweet Scent of Pine Fills the Air
Ice Crunching Beneath My Boots
Leaving Divots in the Snow
Clod Crisp Breeze on the back of My Neck
Cool Winter Air in My Face
The Peacefulness of Winter
Glistening, White Snow Sparkling in the Sun
Sweet Scent of Pine Fills the Air
Ice Crunching Beneath My Boots
Leaving Divots in the Snow
Clod Crisp Breeze on the back of My Neck
Cool Winter Air in My Face
The Peacefulness of Winter
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