autumn is a season one that we all know
leading in to winter bringing in the snow
children having fun playing on there sliegh
playing all together on a winters day
watching as the snow falls it dosent make a sound
gentle as can be falling all around
lighting up the roof tops pure and so white
that warms the heart and soul on a winters night
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jim56 (
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Dear Jim, your poem today brought back some very dear memories to me. We took our three grandchildren sledging on a snowy morning some years back. Wrapped up warm we went to a local beauty spot. Hard to climb, but exhilarating on the way down. We had such great fun. Took photographs too. Thank you for the lovely memory your words gifted. Have a wonderful day.
i remember just like you taking my grandchildren
i became a child again where i live is surrouned by fields one has a hill
always covered in snow in winter it was fun tho hard work
walking back up to do it all again there all grown up now
with children of there own dont live here anymore got there own houses
somewhere else years fly bye but memories dont
thanks for always lovely comment and my smile glad poem brought nice memories for you and me to xxx jim
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