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About This Poem
A Cold Winter's Night
On A cold winter's night, I look out from the comfort of my chair,
Thankful not to be out in that cold winter's air.....
As I hear the wind pounding, this I know,
I'm thankful I'm not out in all that snow.....
I take one more look, and now I think maybe,
I'll crawl into bed, and curl up with my baby!
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