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Winter Again

Judy Masten

 

It’s winter again, Grandpa, remember
The season of never ending snowfall
The time of year to rekindle friendship
With the old, gray Ford tractor and its plow
The months of work and play in the cold air
The rosy cheeks after a busy day
Of shoveling sidewalks and splitting wood
You and I drinking hot chocolate while we
Admire our snowmen through the window
Here I am all dressed and ready to help
It’s winter again, Grandpa, where are you?