And then, yesterday, the first snow of this year, slowly fall.Frozen tears, angels cheer.Singing - to you to you, Happy Birthday; then and there snow began to fly, then was over; sun burned it off and sky's cleared to blue. All this time I was think of... more than one. Happy B-Day I.E.M. and too others a good night. I Love You
T. Plotz
And Then
8 December 2017
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