December

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December is a warm glowing yellow.

The color of seasonal, twinkling lights.

December feels like the fuzzy warmth of a fire,

And cuddling close together.

It sounds like Christmas carols,

The voices muffled by blizzard winds.

It smells like cinnamon cookies and pine.

December tastes like hot cocoa.

December comes in a blizzard,

And ends fire.

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