Frosty leaves on frozen mud
crackle and creak under foot
As sharp breezes cut
through nooks and crannies
I didn't know my coat had
Briskly chafed cheeks
summon colors not unlike the leaves
Birds, hardy like crows
poke at the crisp blue sky
through mists and steel gray
With beak and wing and caws
almost muffled by the chill
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