Weather outside delightful
Drivers probably spiteful
Winter is here and snow has sifted
Over the sidewalks and bushes drifted
13F degrees—I’ve donned the fuzzled
Cozy fleece pants and sweater all snuggled
With holidays I hold dear
It is favorite time of year
For company and laughter’s always near
A perfect “after Thanksgiving” day
Cold winds blow, even small trees sway
To the chilled music of the season
Icy refrains make all a believer
Mother Nature’s rested a few autumn days
Now it’s time to show off her powerful ways
White and fluffy shown on each bower
When snow plops down surrounding each flower.
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The Bag Lady 
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