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A Framed Picture
Contributed by
ramfire
on
Thursday, 4th March 2010 @ 07:34:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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The mountains play their snow on high this day, a white and rugged scene displayed to leave the old towns silhouetted homes all gray in winter time when light doth fade at eve. The streets are quiet no cars seen to take their drivers places they wish fain to go or people walking, children playing late with rope, stick, bike, hoop, kite, shoe skates or bow. The trees are free of leaves their branches rise up toward a sky of heaping snow clouds nigh and underneath all gray roofs wait the ice for people know its time for snow to lie. A winters picture framed at eventide, below the mountains people yea abide.
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ramfire
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2010-03-04 19:34:35] (Date/Time posted on
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