Luke Krier / December 2022
Walking in the winter, is so much prettier
When you look up, so pick up,
Up up up,
Your gaze from the melting mud-slush,
But be careful! For your feet may soon follow,
Up up up.
In a fleeting moment, no longer tethered,
You will see the heavens unfettered. Opening
Up up up.
'Til the snow falls slower
and your body gets colder,
The winter is prettier.