A Happy Memory

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A frigid evening

a ride to the park

shivering wind and

warm hearts.

Fiery sunset

it’s bound to leave a mark.

Blankets of white covers, not a

green color in sight.

Time to grab some snow

Commence the snowball fight.

Visible breath from his chapped lips

Laughter and more of that sweet laughter

Happiness like scenes from a movie clip.

Frigid wind and warm hearts…

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