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Tuesday, November 9, 2004

The End of Warm Days

Dreaming of days were daughters laugh As though they have a father with hands Big as mountains and strong as oxen A hearty chuckle like a warm fire Around the hearth sit mitten-less girls With rosy red cheeks from playing In the yard were white snow dusted Their golden heads and frosted their... Sign in to see full entry.

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