
Good Night dear friend, sleep well and dream of things beyond the day
Good morning,

Ms Feather!
Snow, Snow, Snow
I’m tired, I’m tired of winter snow,
I’m tired of snow - let’s go
to bask beneath the warm sun’s glow
where zephyrs soft and gentle blow
and green the leaves and grasses grow.
You cannot leave the winter so,
You cannot leave, o don’t you know,
So whitely watch the fall of snow
and plan your garden til you know
that after winter spring will glow.
And it won’t be long, I’m sure, you know
That you’ll be complaining about the heat.
350...MINE!