Snow
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When we were kids we longed for snowdays to get us out of school for a day or two. Now as adults we may dread them because inspite of slick roads and icy conditions we still are required to drive to work. To those who have to leave the house for work during harsh weather,
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My mind is at ease On a cold winter’s night With a book in my hand And my lamp burning bright But come winter’s morning I don’t feel so nice With a scraper in my hand Trying to break the ice From my vehicle Which is frozen over The flakes coming down The
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This poem I co wrote a few years ago with one of my good friends Gabrielle Henderson. She does the whole poetry thing better than I do. We just left our imagination take us away as we texted lines back and forth. Writing this poem got me hooked into poetry. Am I good at it-
DavidSpeaks 