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North Wind
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Nature Around Us
The bite of the north wind
enters my lungs in a cold gasp.
The mist from my warm breath
floats in the air in front of me.
I pull my white woolen scarf
tighter around my neck,
trying to block the cold winds fingers
from my warm skin.
I hurry up the path,
following the golden glow
from the tiffany lamp
in the window of the snug little log cabin.
I close the door behind me quickly
so as not to let this cold intruder in
, but his bite has caused my body to shiver
in response to his cold power
that will last
till the sparrows
come back in the spring.
