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Thanksgiving Through...

A red, orange, brown fuss in autumn once more as fog comes upon us Halloween ghouls to the door The trees turning yellows rains tumult and pour thunder bellows, winds blow cold with a roar and puddles they widen until they're almost a lake then out we need go for the leaves we must rake So we dig out our gloves and we wrap round our scarfs Then we shop for our loves, friends and then some other halves For Christmas approaches but fireworks come first as Guy Fawkes encroaches kids pennies do thirst Then it's time for the lights as the children do sing And Santa's nearly in sight while the church bells do ring Then Jesus Christ's birth we will try to remember the meaning of 'worth' on 25th of December.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/3/2009 10:19:00 AM
Anna-Marie, I enjoyed this autumn poem. And the flow into Christmas. God be with you. Lovingly, Dane Ann
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Date: 11/2/2009 7:57:00 AM
Awesomely beautiful poem Anna. Christmas is representative of Christ's birthday, altho the date may be wrong. No matter, my Savior is honored at any rate. Your poem is flowing in an effective manner, like this year itself. It seems that 2009 just flew by. Smile. Sincerely, Love, Moses
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Date: 11/2/2009 6:19:00 AM
Love the way you take us from Halloween through Christmas in this delightful rhyme, Anna-Marie! I felt like I was marching right through the entire holiday season with you as my guide. Great work! Love, carolyn
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