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Summer Snowstorm That summer, back in 'ninety-five, to Colorado Springs we flew to visit grandkids and take in exciting places there to view. One day to Pike's Peak we set off; some twenty miles, long and slow, the winding road was treacherous with open sides, sheer cliffs below. The peak tops fourteen-thousand feet; temp at the base, ninety degrees. But, at the crest in colder air a blizzard whirled within the breeze. With flimsy jackets, not prepared, we like the rest, ran to the store to purchase warmer, Pike's Peak gear to wear, remind us evermore how changes, fourteen-thousand feet, transfigured the peak's atmosphere. We'll not forget the summer snow that coated us in June that year. Sandra M. Haight ~8th Place~ Premiere Contest: Seasonal or Unseasonal Poem Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues Judged: 11/10/208

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Date: 11/10/2018 4:39:00 PM
Well done, Sandra. A delightful poem. Congrats on your win.
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Sandra Haight
Date: 11/18/2018 7:08:00 PM
Thank you very much, Line. Your visit and supportive comments are surely appreciated! Hugs, Sandra
Date: 11/10/2018 4:03:00 PM
Wow, what a terrific memory Sandra. I love how you put it to rhyme. Congratulations on your wonderful win! : ) xxoo
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Sandra Haight
Date: 11/18/2018 7:07:00 PM
Thank you, Connie, for your nice comment and congrats. It was a memorable trip for sure! Hugs, Sandra
Date: 11/10/2018 3:30:00 PM
Sounds like an adventure that was well worth it! Congratulations, Sandra on your placement! <3 Kim
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Sandra Haight
Date: 11/18/2018 7:05:00 PM
Great contest, Kim, and thanks for my nice placement! Yes, it was a wonderful adventure! Hugs, Sandra