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Apr 2021
The frost was glistening on the ground
this morning
like lots of little coloured stars all around
the air was very cold
it was silent, there was not a sound
Icy cold but the sun was shining
after our walk we were homeward bound
to warm and cuddle up all cosy
Back to bed with my hound!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
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Theresa Hartley-Mace  64/F/Calverton
(64/F/Calverton)   
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