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Frosty Glides
Beneath a quilt of silver skies,
Children laugh as daylight dies.
Sledges glide on powdered white,
Chasing joy in winter's light.
Cold winds whisper through the trees,
Echoes of their cheerful pleas.
Each rush down hills, a fleeting thrill,
Time stands still; the heart can’t chill.
Frosty breath in twilight's glow,
Memories in soft, fresh snow.
In Britain’s charm, where winter sings,
Sledges glide, and joy takes wing.
Frosted Whispers
Brittle frost on windowpanes,
Nature's lace in frozen chains,
Whispers dance in quiet light,
As day succumbs to falling night.
Crisp air sighs through silent streets,
Where every heartbeat gently greets,
The shiver of the fleeting breeze,
And murmurs of the sleeping trees.
With each dawn, the sun breaks free,
Painting gold on memory,
Yet as the cold wraps round the town,
We find warmth in the icy crown.
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