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Winter Wonderland
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hottchild
Whyville Poet |
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Where?
There?
Here?
In my Winter Wonderland people are there to play
we laugh and sing and play in the snow covered hay
in the summer a wonderful farm but lets not think about that
it is winter it is wonderful, My Winter Wonderland
When??
Now??
The sun comes out once more although I have been dreading the
moment
Then Snow will melt away
Good-Bye dear ol' wonderland I will be seeing you next year
but for the time being I will laugh and play just the same!
by hottchild
I wrote this one day when the snow began to melt! I was about 5 years old and
the snow was up to my nose on my uncle's farm.
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unknown author
Whyville Poet |
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A Day Without Snow
A day without snow,
is lonelier than the night sky.
A day without snow,
is just another day passing you by.
A day without snow,
never welcoming Christmas day.
A day without snow,
is just another day.
A day without snow,
is the sorrow within.
A day without snow,
is like a morning sin.
Never there. Nevermore.
Note: This is an experience I have forever had. Snow has never been
apart from me.
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