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The snow falls slowly,
And the air smells sweet.
The wind whistles lowly
As I leave snow tracks with my feet.
The trees are nude
And shivering cold.
The day concludes
As it grows old.
- by green my eyes |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 12/13/2008 |
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- Title: Cold Winds
- Artist: green my eyes
- Description: I've been told that I'm talented at writing poetry. Well, I saw this contest, and I thought, "Hey, why not?" and came up with this poem. Enjoy.
- Date: 12/13/2008
- Tags: cold winds
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Lady Yang - 09/23/2009
- I like it. Brings back memories of my Christmas times...
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- Xx Guyanese 4lyfe xX - 07/18/2009
- its ok seen better but gr8 job rate 5
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- Rinitzy - 04/16/2009
- Nice job.
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- Credo Caelum - 12/13/2008
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good job sara.
is nice. - Report As Spam
- Amptic - 12/13/2008
- its very good.
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