Woodstoves Poems - Poems about Woodstoves

...The summer has long since faded The sky seems eternally grey, A white carpet laid down on the landscape clearing the green grass away. The house is chilly this morning, Out to the woodbox I go ......

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...I love the autumn season when the leaves all start to turn And the smell of wood that fills the air as woodstoves start to burn The wind throughout the maples makes a peaceful rustling sound ......

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...The Birch logs are stacked Ready to feed the Woodstoves My Soul is at rest My Heart longs to be With my Most beloved : Lenore I wait to go HOME......

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