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The first snow
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The first snow |
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Mystic Mystron Member
since 2002-02-15
Posts 69North York .Ontario 
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The green grass and the bareing trees Signs of things to come. New life a blanket of white With new birds their song they sing Under the snow lies and wait The one's that sleep and wait to rise On that day that Spring repeats. Flowers grow inside thier bulbs Waitng for the frost to go. Winter is here the cold and the snow But spring is coming back soon You are a good poet as soon as you try to reach others with your words. You are a great poet when those same words touch your heart first. [This message has been edited by Mystic Mystron (10-25-2003 01:06 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Hey Wilfred!!! So good to read you here! Long time no see...welcome back! Loved your write... I just know Sherry had a magical birthday!  ~Smiles, Hugs, & miss ya!~ P.S. Wiz says 'Hi'! ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
and what would we do without the changing seasons? nice writing here |
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