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First Snow

First a flake, then two or three frosted stars falling thru the naked trees, a shiver in the chilled breeze as every creature gathers to shelters squeezed. Mid morning chill bring on that frosty thrill where body and soul are still eyeing beauty along the hill. Mid November appliques or strewn along the earth's display of autumn quickly tendered to the arrival of early December. Come away a moment observe the wonder of this sudden torment when winter begins encroachment upon the dream of Christmas moments. First a flake and then the storming brings on the seasons warning of time moving too fast to measure hold the today for tomorrow's treasure.

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Date: 11/15/2018 2:00:00 PM
Well written DM. This is exactly how it is and I like the ending :)
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