Winter
Piles of crystal powder
Swirling, dancing beautifully
in the chill of the air
The sounds of snow cracking beneath my boots
I remember
A game of hide and seek in a magical world
The pleasurable thrill of staying hidden
While anticipating discovery at every second
And then being found, rushing into the warm embrace of ones parents
And going inside for a hot cup of chocolate and a hug
I remember -
The winter
Piles of crystal powder
Swirling, dancing magically
Like fairy dust lavishly sprinkled
On top of a nice cup of coco, magic childhood
Magic love - never fading...
Honorable mention
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