The sun’s angle creates a dimness to my eye
A pink hue paints the sky
The snow glistens in Winter’s obscurity
Causing the cold to permeate the darkness with an odd security
On the snow covered fields, small animals prance
Leafless trees are almost transparent at first glance
The white in the darkness blankets the landscape
Nostalgia emerges among the cold, crisp air to take shape.
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