Piles of snow beneath my boots
Chilly wind blowing everywhere
Snow keeps mounting on the posts
On the windows and on the road
Shovels outside,
Soup inside,
Hot and rich,
Chicken and corn
Coming back from all the work
This is what I look for
The warm chestnuts
The cracking fire,
This is my winter warmth.
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