poetry, writing

Snow Lodge

Take me far far away to a winter land covered in snow,

To a little mountain lodge where we can sip cocoa.

Walk with me in ankle high drifts.

Walk with me until our spirit lifts.

Flop down beside me in fresh powder

And make snow angels as we laugh louder.

Then take me to our room where the fire warms,

And curl up with me as I fall asleep in your arms.

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