Five Little Faces
Crowd around the window
Lighting up their brilliant smiles just to see their breath reflected on the frosty glass.
Inside it's warm
Outside it's cold
The dormant ground blanketed by hills of silent snow
Whispering it to sleep
Five little faces
Crowd around the window
Little cold hands wrapped around steaming mugs of hot chocolate
Five little faces
Crowd around the door
Waiting to be let out into the cold.
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