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Days are short now and the sun scarcely makes an appearance as steely gray skies are becoming more the norm. The Snow Queen has left her frozen throne and brings her winter curse upon the land.
The drums of autumn are muffled
by the blowing and drifting of snow
The hapless trees made nude of leaves,
by bitter cold, north wind that blows
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All creatures now scurry for all they can store
for soon there’ll be snow on the ground, nothing more
and it will be scoured as clean as a pin
by a bitter cold, ruthless, raging north wind.
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Good Night Everybody !
Céad Míle Fáilte 
Sending love to you cuz. Always so good to hear from you.
The Ice Queen cometh….. Hope you stay safe & warm cuz and lovely to hear from you and read one of your wonderful poems. Hope all is well with you.
Good to hear from you, Cuz.more later ❄️💙❄️