Crystalized giggling frosted breath
Tongues collect polar sun-dust
Snow Angels face the Heavens
Whilst dancing in a Midwest meadow
Softly-hued pastel haloed Sundogs
Sprinkled atop the winter’s coarse canvas
Awash in warm colors of Season’s pure joy
Laughter’s playful chorus billows in song
Whisking away on the cool gusts of fading terrain
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