
Icy mist
Low heavy clouds,
Delicate scent of a snow day eve
Probably nothing,
Just a tease of hope,
In the depths of the
It’s still January days
exploring my world, one park at a time

Icy mist
Low heavy clouds,
Delicate scent of a snow day eve
Probably nothing,
Just a tease of hope,
In the depths of the
It’s still January days