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Unsugared Poems - Poems about Unsugared


Fond Memories
...Holding on to my Nan’s hand, we walked around the lake The snow was deep all around and there were kids tying on skates My Nan squeezed my hand and we set off to the little wooden café Smoke was spir......

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Categories: unsugared, nostalgia, me, snow, me,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things