The color of silver clouded skies

Draws the darkness to my eyes

Brilliance shadowed in puffs of gray

No longer offering light of day

Frozen water from up above

Chilling haze indicative of

Winter’s linger across this place

With frozen kisses upon my face

White enshrouds what cannot bestow

Touched by gently falling snow

Pales the colors once so grand

Now faint upon the ground they stand

Bowing to the shivering wind

Once resplendent fades to dim

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