My snowless winterA Poem by FarrsightToo warm to be snowy,
Too cold to be fun, That was my winter After Autumn was done. The clouds are all gathered, The wind makes some sound, The sun tries to warm us, but it can't get around. We open the curtains, We turn up the heat, We grab us some blankets, And our hearts speed their beat. By the time it is Christmas, The first snow has come. But now we are freezing, And our hands are all numb! © 2013 FarrsightAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 14, 2013 Last Updated on May 14, 2013 AuthorFarrsightLa la land ..., UTAboutYou might have noticed, but I live in La la land! And I enjoy it, very thoroughly. (P.S. Watch out, I am not very good at spelling and stuff, seeing as I am not out of school yet. So, please be m.. more..Writing
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