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Jan 2013
Oh snow, how I love you so.
The lovely way you flow, melting on my window.
Oh snow, it's so pretty you know. Lightens up the night sky, how I love then snow.

Then there's that breeze, I began to freeze.
Teeth chattering against one another, I wish I was under my covers.
With the snow pelting on my face, was so beautiful but it's lost it's grace.
Now all I want is to be home, oh how I wish it hadn't snowed.

Maybe a different country or a different place.
Maybe a different continent, a much warmer place.
Any place other than Canada, here winter's the worst.
Maybe somewhere like Cuba where the weather doesn't make you curse.

But when it is nice, and not below 0 degrees.
When there's snow on the ground and you can't freeze.
That's the place I want to be.
What a beautiful sight snow can be.
Michelle Nyamekye
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Michelle Nyamekye  Canada
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