White Christmas Day

Fresh air, bringing the awareness of a new day,
Dim room, one lamp, a mild frown,
Much lighter after the write,
A white Christmas day mirroring the sky and melted snow,
Hues of grey, hues of brown, uniting hands stream the purple room,
Silence now after the running water,
And so it is, I envision all the things I can do. 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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