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In the winter, bears are sleeping
Safe in Mother Nature’s keeping
In the winter, flowers doze,
Quiet in a deep repose
In the winter, waters chill
“Til their very currents still.
In the winter, man will ponder
Absences that make him fonder
Of the water , and the bear,
and the flowers sleeping there.
1 comment:
i love this poem. cherishes winter's glory.
hope you are doing well.
one love.
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