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Winter Is Here

Wild and wet, Icy winds blow, Now thunder rolls, The lightning flashes, Electric arcs from sky to ground, Rain pouring down all around In sheets it comes Soaking everything it touches. Home, this is the place to be, Enjoying it's comfort and safety, Round the glowing fire we sit together Enfolded in it's warmth, forgetting the weather. © Dave Timperley February 2015

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Cona Adams

Date: 2/20/2015 8:31:00 AM

We're looking forward to Spring, as we sit and watch the birds forage in the snow. My husband makes suet cakes for them, and they give us quite a show! Nice winter poem, Dave. A seven for me.

Dave Timperley
Date: 2/20/2015 1:26:00 PM

It doesn't get so cold here for the ground to freeze so the wildlife cannot forage, but there is always something for them here. Thanks for your comments Cona. God Bless. D.

Wilma Neels

Date: 2/15/2015 8:33:00 AM

We are currently enjoying Summer over here Dave, so not looking forward to Winter. Hope you are keeping warm :)

Dave Timperley
Date: 2/18/2015 3:29:00 PM

Keep winter on a n ice postcard. here we wait a few weeks for the warmth to return. For the most part we tend to hibernate Wilma. Thank you for stopping by. God Bless. D.