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Friday, December 12, 2008

Poetry Friday: The North Wind Doth Blow


As I ran around this morning, this nursery rhyme seemed terribly appropriate! Snuggle warm with your readertotz!



Cold and Raw the North Wind Doth Blow

Cold and raw the north wind doth blow
Bleak in the morning early,
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter's now come fairly.

Lorie Ann Grover ~author/illustrator

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