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Showing posts with label Old Man Winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Old Man Winter. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Through My Window...

 Old Man Winter is not being gentle this year.
Our snow is gone
but the North gate is still open.
All kinds of winter records are being broken.
The ice grows
And I dream of spring.
I wish you warmth.
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