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Winter At Last

I awoke this morning and looked out the door and I thought to myself that our fall is no more The leaves have fallen the trees are all bare the north wind is blowing and a chill in the air Sparrows are playing outside on the ground chirpping and singing and scurying around The snow clouds are gathering ever so fast and it is getting colder as each hour pass The snow is beginning to really come down like a beautiful blanket covering the ground I love the seasons and Christmas and things but I find myself already wishing for spring

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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