My Observations


The snow is beginning to fall, we can receive up to a foot they say. I am looking out the old woods road that I would like to go to my favorite spot, where the red pine trees grow. The snow is to deep for that old four wheeler, so I will have to wait for spring,to see  that old beaver pond, where the red pine trees  grow. Yes, I am dreaming of that quiet place to hear the cawing of the crow, and see the fish in the pond where the red pine trees grow. I am longing for that warm day in May, to count the lady slippers along my way, to that wonderful place, where the red pine trees grow.

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