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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Last snowfall

At the first snow fall
New hopes are born
Trees are up 
Wrapping paper is torn
You write a letter to that old Santa Clause
And hope for a bear with fuzzy paws
So many happy faces
And boxes covered in laces
All the lights
And a Christmas tree so tall
At the first snow fall 

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