Gone At A Glance

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In the winter

Have you ever noticed

When the the temperature outside

Is at its lowest,

The plants of all kind

Are quite confined

To the cold air

And we think

"It's not fair"

So we cry

And weep

Like little Bo Peep

For all those plants

That are gone at a glance.

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