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It Snowed Last Night

I woke up to a winter wonderland
Of soft white cotton piled on all the trees.
It brought me recollections oh so grand,
Of youth, and times I sat on Santa’s knees.

I woke up to a world changed overnight
By fluffy little cotton balls of snow
That gave the world a blanket pure and white,
And made it seem like it was all aglow.

I woke up to a world so gleaming bright
And beautiful, it made my spirit soar.
To think that such a lovely, gorgeous sight
Means, "Time to get the shovel out once more".

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