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A Winter Escape
Thank you to talented local musician Stuart Bell for turning it into a lovely Christmas ditty!
(a re-post, but it seems more appropriate now! ⛄)
Like comets we slid through the crisp, white grass
In our wake billowed a powder-puff mass
It floated and swirled and twinkled with light
Like low-hanging stars broke free of the night
And in snow-laden fields angels were...
Sunday 6th December 2020 10:32 am
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