Crystal waters shimmer
She feels the onset of the winter,
The bitter cold that bites her skin
Coming in on the wind.
She senses a storm is on its way,
The dark clouds they are gathering,
Time to hide away and lock the world outside.
She used to feel the warmth in these times,
That warmth came from a true love,
But that demised as did he and now she was alone.
She knew not what the future held now
But had prepared herself to face it
Strong and head on.
fauxcroft 
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