Sugarbush
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Now we know how it feels to be
Living inside a still snow globe
With trees wearing snow like a thick robe
The winds blowing flakes all glittery
Surrounded by snow suddenly.
Snow settles in on trails knee deep
Making them soft, even the steep
The snow begins to settle down
The wind blows and shakes it around
Inside we make memories to keep.
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(A Decima Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 