Winter poem and art from Theo Nelson

Long shadows, longer nights,
It can be cold, freeze I might,
The wind will howl, can give a fright,
The moon above, will cast a light,
To ghostly landscapes, bathed in snow,
Of Winter's blanket, this I know,
The land is resting, snuggled below,
The cover of white, a seasonal show.

from Pati Bristow

from Silvano

"Ghost" Stamps

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to Susan McAllister

to Wackystuff

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from Peter Dowker