Empty neighborhood
Shovel on ice and cement
The loneliest sound
Too cold for a walk
Pale sunshine devoid of warmth
Stuck inside again
Sheets of windblown ice
Fluffy, wet, sticky snowflakes
Hazardous driving
Morning light at dawn
A handful of daylight hours
Sunset comes too soon
(I'm moving to Arizona, by the way. After this Friday, no more winter blues for me!)
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