Season's Of Fun.

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    Season's Of Fun.

    Fall is here and summer is gone,
    All the leaves have turned to orange and brown and scattered on every inch of lawn.
    Soon there will be snow and the warm smell of hot totties and cocoa,
    and warm nites by the fire wrapped in a blanket to chase away the cold.
    Children will play and dance gaylee in the yard all day building snow men and angels that look so angelic in the suns soft rays.
    Christmas is fast approaching and is on it's way, Christmas list's to fill and thought's of toy's and gift's to open on Christmas day.
    Be happy and joyfull and be glad for every new day, wether it be fall, winter, spring, or summer, for everyday is a gift from god and should be cherished in every way everyday.

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    lizzy21 commented on Season's Of Fun.

    11-19-2008

    great poem i really like it

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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