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Jan 20, 2009
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Snow
Snow
It’s snowing
Flakes falling
From the ice skies
Of glory
Great flakes small flakes
Blown by gentle winds
Descending
On brown grass
A few hours
Of white winter
Gone by noon, won’t stick
To make snowmen
It’s snowing
Flakes falling
From the ice skies
Of glory
Great flakes small flakes
Blown by gentle winds
Descending
On brown grass
A few hours
Of white winter
Gone by noon, won’t stick
To make snowmen
— Barbara Writes, Jan 20, 2009
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Proprietress o…
17 years 4 months ago
dearest Barbara,
barbsdad2003
17 years 4 months ago
I came ...
Barbara Writes
17 years 4 months ago
The best of three friends
Barbara Writes
17 years 4 months ago
The best of three friends
Barbara Writes
17 years 4 months ago
Thanks for all the kind suggestions
Barbara Writes
17 years 4 months ago
~~~~~~~~~ Be whoever you
docmaverick
17 years 4 months ago
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