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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Arctic Air - Original short poem ~ MOBIUSTRIPZ


Arctic Air

Arctic air, cold northern wind, kissed my face this morning,
Sun coming again over the lofty mountaintops looking east,
Chills caressing my souls shivering existence atop the orchard,
Happy to stand, and walk again back broken,
A joyous Winter souls Feast.
Thanks Lord !