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Artic Faerie and Snow Bear

She drops from the sky when the right clouds are formed. There is no announcement, not a sound of an angel’s horn. She arrives with her snow bear, he is Artic normed. They are fresh every time, both newly born. We know she comes on days of the Northern lights. She comes in the night, but we do not see her until day. When she arrives, Iceland’s nature turns up her brights. We rarely see her in our life time, so enjoy her okay?

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Date: 3/15/2022 11:00:00 PM
I agree with Milt below, Caren. You could be the next Dr. Seuss. Your stories would be loved by children. Write On! my friend. Bill
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/16/2022 7:30:00 AM
Thank you Bill
Date: 3/15/2022 11:04:00 AM
Wow, this is a delightful fantasy, Caren. It would be great for reading to children. I think you should write a children's book!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/15/2022 11:47:00 AM
I have written a few, but never a rhyming book - that will be my summer goal.

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