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Winter's Blanket

All night long the snow was falling Day revealed a blanket white Snow still floated from the heavens Making such a pretty sight Trees are weighed with heavy burdens Fences topped with pointed hats In the yard a complex pattern Where the snow went through the slats Quail are hopping by the window Making little trails of tracks Deer are stripping down the bushes Shaking snowflakes off their backs Though the day is white and cloudy Still the snowflakes seem to speak Saying, "Look at winter's blanket It is perfect and unique." I can't wait to make some snowballs See the snowflakes flying by And to feel the snowflakes stinging As I look into the sky So I'll make myself a fire And I'll heat myself some tea Then I'll build a giant snowman For the neighbor folks to see When I get all wet and snowy And my fingers get too cold Then I'll make the biggest cookies That my stove could ever hold

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/4/2012 12:30:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in Gail Angel's "Winter's Blanket" contest Isaiah. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/30/2012 1:43:00 AM
Congratulations on your winning place Isaiah xx
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Date: 11/29/2012 8:52:00 PM
Isaiah, congratulations with your "winter's blanket" poem. A very Good and comforting image in Gail's contest. Goodnight~ always~ PD
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Date: 11/29/2012 6:00:00 PM
Congrats on you win. Connie
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Date: 11/29/2012 5:58:00 PM
This is truly first class in my estimation, Isaiah. Congratulations on your perfect rhyme and meter. Love, joyce
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Date: 11/8/2012 4:38:00 PM
That sounds like fun. An enjoyable thing to do. With the fire now you can smell the smoke and hear the crackling woods popped. Perfect evening :) Great write, Isaiah. Enjoyed. Love ya, Toquyen
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