Winter took a risk,
Mother Nature sent wind so brisk,
Wake up and be heard,
Whisper a word,
Whether big or small they all shall fall,
May they build you bigger,
May your feet be quicker,
Run from Jack Frost,
May your words not be lost,
A blanket of crystal adorns her ground,
A beautiful season as she wears her crown.
Author Georgieanna J. Harp
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