feeling the weight on my feet,
as I trail through the snow,
breathing in the cool, crisp air,
heightens my senses,
to life at that moment,
as I stroll through the trees,
touching their branches,
feeling exhilarated,
as the snow licks my face.
walking through the snow,
gives me reflection
on what path to take,
leading me in a direction,
meant for my embrace.
Johanne Fraser
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