Steve`s Country
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Category: Cold
Hope…A Poem.
Hope Gone are all the colors bold, Trees look barren and so cold. All the life that they once had, Now gone till spring, oh how sad. Little birds singing so loud, Brought such life through sun and cloud. Now those birds have flown… Continue Reading “Hope…A Poem.”
The End Of Autumn…
Greetings everyone! We are now at the end of autumn. The trees now have that barren look. Empty. Cold. Lonely. It’s the time when the summer birds have gone, except for a few stragglers. So it’s quiet in the forest. Nothing. Clouds dominate the… Continue Reading “The End Of Autumn…”
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