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If you have a gripe with winter’s grip,

Wish to have less snow and frosty dip,

Wish winter to end, end with in a hurry,

Want to have seen the last snow flurry,

Be encouraged.  Winter’s begun to slip.

– eab,  3/5/08

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Old man winter sounds fierce out there,

And the trees swing, their limbs all bear,

Its pretty cold, even for a hare.

Below zero.


The snow is blowing in little drifts,

The wind is coming in great icy whiffs,

The cold mercury wouldn’t even lift.

No warm hero.      

– eab,  Mar. ’66

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Your leaves are now gone,

Like the wooded throng,

Of which you are one.

But your spheres still swing,

Patiently awaiting spring,

With its warm sun.

– eab, Jan. ’66

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The snow came down   With not a sound

And lay all around   Covering a cold ground.

It piled up on wall,   And on trees tall,

A blanket over all;   As leaves had been in fall.

– eab, Jan. ’65

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That night the snow came down.

It covered the branches,

But left the bottom brown.

And piled up on limb and twig

Until they looked,

Twice as big

As real life.

It’s “kind-a” funny you know,

What shapes we see,

After a snow.  

-eab, Dec. ’64

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I heard a little rustling,

A noisy sort of bustling,

On a cold November morning,

Outside my window light.


Then I looked into the street;

The leaves were on their feet,

Marching, marching onward; no retreat

The wind had called the fight.


They’d been called on that day,

With others brown and gray,

And the mother tree that nourished them

Now couldn’t bid them nay,

As they scurried and hurried with their might.  

– eab, Nov. ‘70

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For Nov. 23

W.  Winter – really I like the 4 season lineup,

not the monotony of the semi-tropics  

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