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A Winter Day
The wind comes blowing through the wood, And Winter comes a-calling. The trees give up their last few leaves, The first snow flakes start falling. The open, barren branches, Now look stark against grey skies. The rose bush too is naked, bare, It's beauty sacrificed, To the quiet and the chill, As Winter now takes hold, And on the surface Nature sleeps, Through Winter's biting cold. Floating snow flakes drifting down, Make me pull up my hood, As torch in hand I brave the depths, Of snow drifts through the wood. Just half an hour ago it seems, The path was pristine, clear, And now the snow has got so deep, It reaches to my rear. It will be good to get back home, But just plain had to mail a letter, To tell the folks back home about, This fine Canadian weather. Never saw snow before in my life until we immigrated to Canada when I was 27yrs old. I love it and it's a true miracle of God; but it's cold and wet and it's more fun to watch from a warm room than to be outside in it. (Smile)
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