It is cold here and when I mean cold it may not be as cold as snowman making cold
It may be cold yet interlocked your fingers are
Handful of snows you collect and drop it to the location of the snowman making
It is not this cold here
Snowman making is very cold yet you bear the cold with joy
The cold here is no joy but bearable
I search for warmth, a fire I guess
Fire rescues me from the cold
Ahh! The cold is bearable because there is warmth
Ahh! Snowman making is fun because there is joy
Just as pain is bearable because there is joy
Departure is fine because there is meeting
Death is forgotten because there is life
The cut is okay because there is healing
The cold is bearable because there is warmth and joy.
P.S Random thoughts
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