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Crossing the generation gap

COLD COLD WINTER

Snow has fallen overnight, Everything covered In a carpet of white. I’m warm and snug, So I plan to stay Safe inside On this cold cold day. Soon the children Will come out to play Making the most Of their snow Play day. Snowmen made With joy and laughter; Sadly, they will Melt soon after. Next there are Make do sledges Disappearing From view Behind the hedges. I can hear The screams of joy From all the little Girls and boys. How long will This carpet Of white remain, No doubt to disappear As fast as it came On this cold cold Winter’s day?

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