Snowsnow
snow
snow.
That beautiful
white fluff,
embracing
the earth.
covering all,
like a thick blanket,
trees,like lace
on their branches.
Nothing
to disturb
it'sleekness,
it's whiteness
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About Me
- Laurette
- I have always had a love of the computer and had a desire to have a blog. With the help of my daughter, that has now become a reality. I am french by birth, and taught myself English at a young age - please forgive my sometimes incorrect grammar. I am a mother of four children, eight grandchildren and three great grandchildren. I like to create all kinds of different things and am constantly working on something. I do everything from needlepoint, embroider, and cross stitch, to painting, drawing and writing. I love to learn and enjoy the challenge of learning a new craft or task on the computer.
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Once again lovely thoughts, I enjoy reading your poems mom, Lots of talent!! The winter surely does give us beautiful scenery.
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Theresa, Thanks for the compliment on my poem and thank you for visiting my blog.
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Hello Laurette, I also love reading your poems. I agree with Theresa you are very talented. Hugs Judy
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