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From our family to yours. . .
We extend our most sincere wishes for a
Wonderful New Year in 2011.

Winter
Winter looks like a cotton field in bloom.

The frosty willows look sugar coated.

The pine trees look sad in their heavy blanket of snow.

The fences play peak-a-boo with the bitter air.

The ice sickles stretch longingly for the ground.

Winter looks like children playing in the snow,

And disturbing the peace…………

Winter, the season of white. 

by Lauren Kelsey

Until next time . . . Take care and God Bless!