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Dec 2014
Cold bites at my toes
The music box plays its cherub song
Wind carries us away

Frigid air circles the earth
Giggling girls laugh on home
As breeze moves their hair

Weather has no bounds
Lightening strikes where ere it wants
Rustling leaves fly home
Written by
Nolia Joy  Vermont
(Vermont)   
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