I welcome Winter's nod of chill
When around fire we snuggle,
With time to rest...no guilt to feel
As early darkness leaves hearts aglow,
Memories stay with me a while
Searching those echoes of long a go,
That spell that leads down roads
Now painted with hushed laughter,
While others are shrouded by time,
That speak of shadowy voices I've loved,
A wistful voyage into the past
Where memories are made to last.
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