There's something so pleasant
about walking through fresh snow.
Your feet sink in plush white cloud.
The subtle crushing sound also
vibrates a little through your boots.
Then, having enjoyed a nice pace,
you can turn and see footprints
of a ghost who once strolled the path;
like a meticulous, relaxing craft.
"you can turn and see
"you can turn and see footprints
of a ghost who once strolled the path;
like a meticulous, relaxing craft."
Love it! You saw it through innovative and radiant eyes, and the result was like seeing something familiar for the first time and being showered in bliss. Pure magic.
Thank you
Thank you for your very nice words.
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