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The sun shines down upon my face

The cold wind comes as a shivering embrace

Ice is forming upon my nose

An ornament of such, and then there’s my toes

Frozen, this is beyond all lows

I am a runner, and this is what blows

I love the fall of mountain air,

the summer heat I can bear,  

but the winter is a change to beat

23 degrees oh I am weak

Endurance is something I do seek

The winter has just started here

I will continue without fear

Keep moving, becoming strong

Confidence is coming, it won’t be long…

Much Love Much Life