The snow falls slowly blanketing the earth
And the cracking of branches is what I heard
As we walked barefoot outside hand in hand.
The tiny lights along the edge of the cabin
Frame our faces in pale yellow, I imagine.
And I close my eyes breathing in winter air.
The birds glide in the air, in flight
The crickets sing their song in the night
As we skip together back inside the cozy cabin.
And the cracking of branches is what I heard
As we walked barefoot outside hand in hand.
The tiny lights along the edge of the cabin
Frame our faces in pale yellow, I imagine.
And I close my eyes breathing in winter air.
The birds glide in the air, in flight
The crickets sing their song in the night
As we skip together back inside the cozy cabin.
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