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January ThawIt feels like spring on a January day, Making you feel good all the way; Birds are chirping up in the trees, As feeling of air in a gentle breeze. The pure white snow melted down, As it exposes the grass all brown; Still it is way too hard to believe, For the weather is trying to deceive. The weather had changed so fast, Alas knowingly that it will not last; Old man winter is not far behind, To put a freeze upon your mind. Interesting of what God contrived, Weather and climate so diversified; With four seasons to keep us alive, So that the trees and plants thrive. God even provides nature a plan, For the survival of beast and man; Even a January thaw has rationale, For helping your spiritual morale. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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