My blizzards and storms

i do not mean to scare you

but there’s winter in my bones

and when life becomes to heavy

you can hear my glaciers groan

sometimes i don’t go out

because my heart has been snowed in

and it doesn’t take too much

for avalanches to begin

but do not get me wrong

there’s beauty in the endless white

the ice along my lashes

helps reflect back all the light

and it’s easy to find magic

skating on the frozen lakes

or in sticking out your tongue

to catch the softly falling flakes

the forest floor is freezing

but the trees are wearing coats

and ive seen the whistling winds

wearing a scarf around its throat

so do not waste your worry

on all my blizzards and my storms

i’ve got my internal flame

that always keeps me nice and warm

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