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When the snow comes It's fur cloak of white Muffling and blending plans Cardinals become red birds And Sophisticated adult schemes Fall to childhood dreams
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
When The Snow Comes
When the snow comes It's fur cloak of white Muffling and blending plans Cardinals become red birds And Sophisticated adult schemes Fall to childhood dreams
In the American South, snow is an oddity. It interrupts our living. I'm glad.
kim-e-williams
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 9:49 AM UTC
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