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 Snow Day Blues Life 12/14/2017
 Snow Day Blues Life 12/14/2017
 In The Key of Life Haiku 11/22/2017
 In All Its Truth Life 11/22/2017
 After Midnight Life 11/22/2017
 Scribbled Life 11/22/2017
 Yesterday When I Was Young Insight 11/12/2017
 Parlez-Vous Francais? SiOui Life 11/5/2017
 Come One Come All A Poet's Garage Sale Fantasy Poems 11/4/2017
 A Golden Thief Nature 10/29/2017
 January Musing - Dismayed Life 10/29/2017
 Crying With A Loaf of Bread... Life 10/29/2017
 Once Again Asking Words to Dance Fantasy Poems 10/27/2017
 Remembering the Last Time I Saw You Life 10/26/2017
 Out of Step Life 10/22/2017
 Being Daddy's Girl Love 10/17/2017
 It Is Your Life To Live Inspirational Poems 10/17/2017
 Where Am I Life 10/14/2017
 These Hands - God's Gift Life 10/9/2017
 Where Love Makes You Laugh Love 10/8/2017
 Write Inspirational Poems 10/7/2017
 Between Hello and Good-bye Love 10/7/2017
 Oh A Love That Spoke For Itself Love 10/7/2017
 My One and Only Love Love 10/6/2017
 Evening Song Love 10/4/2017
 It was Once Upon A Rainbow Love 10/4/2017
 Ever Chasing Shadows Love 9/20/2017
 Waltzing With Moonbeams Love 9/20/2017
 Just Another Sad Song Life 9/9/2017
 It Use To Be So Easy Life 9/9/2017
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Snow Day Blues

Snow Days of Winter Storm

The first day it snowed

I stayed in bed and

covered my head.

The second day of snow

I peered out of my window and

on the pane drew hearts and

wrote your name, again and again

in the vapor trail as they trickled

away like lost tears...

Ahh, but on the third day as the

snow lay quiet and beautiful, I went

out side, and made snow angels,

so you would know when you passed by,

I still knew,

how to be happy!


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