The course of true love never did run smooth
– Shakespeare
Romantic February
A magic carpet of snow has dressed the wood
An iced precipitation continues to sprinkle down
I saw it, I see it, confectionary white were I've stood
Enough, enough to keep me from going to town
I gaze and laze presented to a day of rest
A delicious dreamy quiet set all around
I embrace this weather with an open breast
Nature reminding of less difficult times
Remembering… that they be forgot not, lest.
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