Morning Chill
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Biting morning’s chill
Everything is quiet and still
And Nature is wrapped in fog
The wind gives a sharp shrill
The sun is looks like a red ball
Behind the curtain of dew fall
The creatures wish to go out
With their movement like scroll
Flowers smile to see buds shy
Birds find track in smoky sky
The ghosts of snow wish to hide
To see ride of sun going high
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