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Jan 6
It’s now morning but it’s more like night
The day is not even dawning
And that’s not quite right
The sky is filled with sleet and snow
Will it stick we just don’t know
But it’s cold and it’s damp
My bed and my blanket
Are inviting me to stay
But I can’t really spend just the whole day
Cuddled up in the warm
Perhaps a few hours until I’m in form
And ready to face leaving my dorm
To The cold damp and forlorn
Wintery weather on this week day morn!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
Written by
Theresa Hartley-Mace  65/F/Calverton
(65/F/Calverton)   
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     Carlo C Gomez
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