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Weather the weather 🌞

Weather the weather 🌞

I pulled Christmas crackers on that festive day

And tho twas only recently, that seems a lifetime away

Yet the weather is just the very same, with those changeable cloudy skies of grey

Well I for one simply cannot wait for our season of springtime, I really have to say

But we will weather the weather with that wrath of wintertime, by wrapping up warm

A touch of good old Mr.Frosts chilliness, never did anyone of us any harm

And those snowflakes might fall, amidst that stillness of the calm

But whatever the winter has in store for us, it surely will not cause alarm

Winter comes and winter goes

With the clear frosty nights, putting on sensational starry shows

Last night I saw shooting stars, Oh how I love to see those

Such beautiful bright blessings, from good old Mother natures bestows…
 

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Greg Etsell

wonderful poem as always
Jill!!!! good morning!!!!!!!!! 

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Jill Tait

Good Morning & Thanks as always 🌹💕❤️

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GREG TUCKER THE...

YEs what a pretty poem.  Your work is getting great.  Bravo
Thanks
Greg

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you so much ❤️🌹❤️

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