Cinnamon 

  
The snow falls lightly 

Her dreams fall like flakes

Pure hope thoughts 

Fill a white sky

The sun is all bundled up

Her heart feels the warmth 

Her dreams are tucked deep

With wings that are transparent 

She flutters away, silently 

Sipping on her cinnamon tea

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photo credit: ananedu.com

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