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A Newborn Babe

Cold winter Grew colder, Brought the ice With a price. A bad day On my sleigh. In despair And prayer, Very sore, Looking for End close by. A warm dry Place to stay Of the way. Not quite sure Will endure Lasting hold, Frigid cold. It is time. North Star Chime. Found a cave; Not so brave. Screams do rave, Breaking wave Through the air. There, lie bare, A newborn, Early morn. 9/13/2020 Threes, Please Poetry Contest. Sponsored by: Beth Evans

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Date: 9/19/2020 8:53:00 PM
Your imagery of winter's cold is super, Eve. And the newborn makes a special conclusion. Congratulations are due.
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Date: 9/19/2020 8:41:00 PM
Nicely written, I'm feeling a chill just reading it. Congrats on your win, my friend. Hugs ~ John
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Date: 9/19/2020 6:46:00 PM
Congratulations, Eve, good choice and write.
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Date: 9/14/2020 3:57:00 PM
Not an easy form to reckon with and you did it so well, You tell a good story Eve love and light, with prayer attachment xo
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Date: 9/14/2020 1:56:00 AM
I feel as if Christmas is approaching. Very inspirational. ~~
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