Fighting Mother Nature
The snow it falls...
Like dust in a dream....
Like icing on a cake...
My head spinning from the shear beauty...
That a simple flake can hold...
The ice cold air,
Swirls around my face,
Lifting my hair,
For a simple Embrace,
But I will not bend to the wills of the weather ...
For I stand to Fight another day...
Against Mother Nature...
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