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Feb 2011
to my miss winter,

my snow angel without wings

If only we culd build snowman in the spring

I daydream of the joys that you culd bring

the places my heart n yours could go

but our hearts will stay much warmer

if we remain here playing in the snow.....
Written by
Victor J Hodge
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