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depression sets in,
as the cold wind
blows outside my window,
the storm
beats down hard,
as I gaze
out the window,
I watch the
storm clouds
being blown around.

It's too cold
to go outside,
I watch the
snowplows getting
rid of the snow
that the storm
has piled up on the streets.

There's nowhere to go
and nothing to do,
as I watch the
snow fall outside my window.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.28/2004