Feb 2, 2020, 7:52 AM

Winter child 

  Poetry » Other
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It was a freezing winter on Sunday
When frost and ice reigned upon this world.
It was a morning, at the dawn of day
And a young family was blessed with a girl.
A son was wanted. Yet he didn't come.
Instead, a daughter that was meant to rule.
A disappointment, probably, for some.
And a challenge for everyone she knew.
As Sun came out to warm the frozen land
the happy parents met their only heir..
Then a hand was taken by a bigger hand.
But 'little one' was not a maiden fair. :) ...

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