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Winter Sun

Winter Sun

written by: Jacqueline Mead



At the start of a clear crisp winter’s day
Our gorgeous sun has come out to play
Bursting light through the white fluffy clouds
The warmth of its rays much weaker now
It turns the sky a pale yellow
Like a loving hug; it wraps you in its arms leaving you with a feeling of softness and mellow
Its presence in the otherwise dull sky
Bringing a smile to our mouth and a sparkle to our eyes
It’s a welcome start to the day
When winter’s sun comes out to play

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