Saturday, January 05, 2019

December Cold




Month of December, comes with a cold wind
That everyone embraces with thick cloths,
And took out what's hidden to use and bind.

Cover their selves in this cold winter day,
As they chant to themselves how long it lay?

While others sit to enjoy the weather,
And drinks with a warm coffee together.


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Jr.


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