The morning wakes us up today the mountain tops are full off snow, can we feel it standing so far from where it be,
Yes I too want a mention said frosty the snowman as many will curl up at night.
I mentioned as I saw the frost in the morning sky, and flowers blooming all around me. And smoke as it peered through the chimney tops
Its summer not, its spring not, but they do continue too flower those everlasting flowers how wonderful they all feel.
are they there so my cheeks can feel the happiness yeah, my flower it is blooming.
A Singapore orchard so glad it's still blooming. can't remember the store as I buy more than one but remember the pleasure off having bought her. On a walk out to the store.
Some bought some not, but we so love it when they bloom.
Does it matter that it's so cold? jacket on I once heard and that became a habit, as I still like to have the pleasure off that garden that can grow.
green grass beautiful flowers and not smoke but the chill that comes out whilst we are talking.
mittens not a bad idea...
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