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The snow was everywhere,
In my eyes,
In my hair.
It was everywhere
I walked.
It fell into my mouth,
As I talked.
Snow was covering
Just about everything,
And it was still
20 days til spring.
The winter is so cold,
It slows me down,
Makes me feel so old.
But, I have lived through this before,
And , hopefully,
I will many more
Winters in my life.
Because,
After winter,
There is spring,
The rebirth of my life
And there is a new awe of everything
That I touch and see.
I guess that
Old man winter just
Ain't as tough as me.
So I will just smile
And let,
What will be
Will be.
------
Ronald Peter Ciras
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