Christmas comes creeping on creepity-feet, in snow-shoes bearing gifts encased in balls of snow which it will throw into the air, high, high up into the air, so many at once, one after the other as quick as a juggler and quicker til they all become clouds that float in the winter's sky until they're too heavy to stay in the sky and down they come to cover the land and the sea and the trees in flakes floating free to land on you nose, on your hand on your toes if you're not wearing shoes to blanket the colours in white to make them all new once again until such time that their time comes again to melt.
x~
(found in Andarah, Bloodlines, Death Row Designs, The Forest and Midnight Cove)
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