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Jul 2012
White snow falls like cotton *****,
Collecting discarded on the ground.
frozen lakes and car windows,
Make for fun days and late mornings.
Sun shines through thick clouds,
Transforming the gray sky to sparkling white.
Bright night sky,
Clouds hang heavy,
Burst! It covers the landscape,
Making everything shine.
Cold winds make muscles slow,
Moving like freezing molasses, reluctant to rise from bed.
Heather Anne Cramer
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