Bleak December

March 2, 2011
By Annibonny DIAMOND, Evanston, Illinois
Annibonny DIAMOND, Evanston, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Sometimes life takes a path that is hard to walk on, so all you have to do is put on your hiking boots.


In that bleak December,
I remember quite clearly.
It was you and me and the winters small cheery.
We were hudled along by the fires bright light,
With the snow outside gleaming brighter than the night.
The blanket was soft, softer than the floor.
The curtains were drawn, drawn to the door.
We drank hot chocolate,
And burned our pore tongues.
That bleak December,
Was my first love.



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