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Bright afternoon blues began to darken
Winter’s cold blanket prepares to descend
Snowflakes twirling and dancing, at first glance
Ol’ Man Winter, with a message to send
Grandfather clock proclaims each passing hour
Intricate flakes, magnified in their size
Winter’s harsh intensity growls and howls
Like a hungry wolf, seeking his one prize
Outside, barren landscape feels overwhelmed
Pristine white now nature’s color tonight
Modest cabin remains toasty and warm
Ancient kitchen stove consumes wood all night
Staying indoors, cozy and safe
Snowy frenzy roars, no ending in sight
Minutes turn to hours, forwarding to days
Snowbound but home, never a hopeless plight

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Nice.
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I appreciate you reading. It has been quite awhile since I felt even close to being snowbound.
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Love the snow but sometimes lasts thru May in some states.:)
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We were snowbound for three days in early Feb. That was before our dear neighbor got his snowplow/tractor.
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A cozy looking winter scene!
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Reblogged this on From The Darkness Into The Light and commented:
I LOVE THIS ONE, A POEM
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Reblogged it very nice indeed., beautifully written it touches the heart
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I like winter . Even more now after reading your poem.
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Crissy, I appreciate your thoughts. I have to admit that I miss the Montana winters.
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Wonderful poem – the drama of winter mingled with the imagery of peaceful warmth. Very lovely. Thank you!
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Oh my, what a lovely poem. Yup, when we’re snowbound, but we’re home and the house is warm and the fridge is stocked, it’s never hopeless. Especially if you’re blessed as we are with a generous neighbor who has a great big tractor/snow plow!
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So cozy!
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so much nice to read about being snowbound than to experience it! 🙂
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