Chilly Iced Red Nose Tips,
10 Finger Gripped Hot Cocoa Mugs,
Frost Kissed Grass Blades,
Fallen Bright Hued Leaves,
A Lonely Unvisited Frozen Birdbath,
Winter Jackets and Sweaters Unburied and Donned,
Toasty Oversized Slippers,
And One Little Man saying, "It's Burrzies Outside Momma!"
Oh the Joys of The Changing Seasons
In Weather and In My Book of Life.
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I love the imagery Numsi. I felt like I was there digging around in old dusty cosets and under the stairs for coats and slippers. Thanks for bringing me back. Loved it.
"It's burrzies outside" - I love it!!! The things they say:)
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