Stay Warm


I don't mean to alarm you,
but there's winter in my bones,
and when life becomes to heavy,
you can hear my glaciers groan,
sometimes I don't go out,
because my heart has been snowed in,
and it doesn't take much for avalanches to begin,
but don't get me wrong,
there's beauty in endless white,
for the ice along my lashes,
helps reflects back all the light,
and it's easy to find magic,
skating on the frozen lakes,
or to stick out your tongue,
to catch the softly falling flakes,
the forest floor is freezing,
but the trees are wearing coats,
and I've seen the whistling wind,
wearing a scarf around it's throat,
so do not waste all your worrying,
on all my blizzards and storms,
for I've got my own internal flame,
that always keeps me nice and warm.

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