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WINTER WONDERLAND

As a tiny tot from pastural Tennessee My warm world consisted of all things green. Forests and valleys, rivers and lakes, Beautiful and flourishing, were all I had seen. Then my small world expanded. I travelled far With my parents to an enchanted place. Asleep in the car’s back seat, I was aroused By Mother’s shocked voice, amazement on her face. Outside, only whiteness piled high as could be, Were mountains of snow as tall as the trees. A blizzard of snow stormed all around us, Engulfed in the cold of a subzero freeze. The hotel was warm and welcoming, but I was not fazed. I only wanted to go outside and play in the snow. My father finally gave in and wrapped me up warmly. We dove into a wet whiteness as the wind slowed its flow. We threw snowballs at each other, and I missed them all. We built my very first snowman, so handsome and tall. Daddy showed me how to make an angel in the pristine snow, Shaping her beautiful wings with a silvery diamond glow. I will always remember how my view of the world changed. The happy memories we shared that snowy day will never fade. In the white vastness of a winter wonderland, beautiful but daunting, Holding Daddy’s strong hand, I was warm and safe; precious memories made. Copyright Chula Schlesinger-Fleming © Sept 27, 2024

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Date: 11/19/2024 10:16:00 AM
What a wonderful day you had with your dad Chula, memories are made from days like that… Beryl
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Date: 11/17/2024 2:54:00 AM
I remember as a child, I used to love playing in the snow, it's amazing how we never felt the cold, not so now days, I only look at the snow through the window lol.
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