Old Man Winter
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Rebecca Navarre
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Old man winters come. Beating on
the door like a drum. Birds tweet
in the breeze. While distant carolers
hum. With skies a glow, from streets
lights. The night, has just begun. As
kids head out for the hills, for some
sledding fun! Yelling hurray, hot cocoa
when were done! At last, old man winters
finally come!
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