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Winter Sunsets
 
  There is something about the winter
That truly warms from outside in
I mean the colorful skies that
Seem to erase all sadness, all sin

Reds and yellows and oranges
Like a famous artist would paint
So captivating, I’ll tell you
As special as a godly saint

You can see the dark of objects
The windmill you love so
The trees in semi darkness
Stand out as the sunset glows

The old barn way out yonder
Sure does look mighty pretty
Can you imagine not having sunsets?
Oh my, that would be such a pity

So even though it’s cold outside
So much beauty you still get
There is nothing quite like
Those wonderful winter sunsets!

Marilyn Lott



366 posted on 01/05/2009 10:48:16 AM PST by Lady Jag (NOW MORE THAN EVER https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)
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To: Lady Jag




Happy Monday, LadyJ.
Beautiful Sunset graphic and lovely poem by Marilyn Lott.
Thank you for sharing both with us this winter (for another 45 minutes) morning.


368 posted on 01/05/2009 11:17:54 AM PST by JustAmy (I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)
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To: Lady Jag; All

GATHER ROUND THE OLD CAMPFIRE

All I bring is this I sing, songs to soothe our wandering;
faith that sees in flowing Time, a reason and a rhyme.
Across the mountains, over the seas, through the forests and wide prairies;
past city lights and tropic isle, Faith that warms like a lover's smile.

There are many doubts and many wrongs, that are not touched by a Pilgrim's songs,
but a Wayfarer's heart may find some ease, in pausing shared, and melodies.
Stars look down on Winter's night. Birds fly home in Winter flight.
A cold wind blows. The Singer sings - “Down the Road lies another Spring !”

Another Spring; another morning. Another Autumn; another warning.
Another Winter wind will blow. Seeds will sleep ‘neath Winter snow.
Brisk March winds will wake the seed. April's rains will answer need.
May will bring forth fruit and flower. Lover's stroll through Summer's hour.

Autumn brings a golden glow. In sky and field creatures know,
it's time to yield, prepare for cold, and pay the cost in Autumn gold.
Winter has a steely gaze; walks in silence through the days,
and yet prepares a wondrous thing, the silent seed of another Spring.

Oh gather round the old Campfire,
let us spend a quiet hour.
Let us share a memory time,
and a reason in a rhyme !

Anonymous


370 posted on 01/05/2009 11:38:46 AM PST by yorkie (The early bird gets the worm; the second mouse gets the cheese)
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To: Lady Jag

Beautiful!


411 posted on 01/06/2009 4:22:45 AM PST by MEG33 (God Bless Our Military)
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