Jatie Apple

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A Blinding Sight

I first wake up in the morning
on a weekend day.
My curtains are closed.
And I am still half asleep.

When Winter Turns To Spring 1

Snow, snow, snow,
Snow on the ground,
Wind, wind, wind
Wind in the air,

In The Sun

Laying on the blanket,
I stare at the trees,
Swaying back and forth,
In front of me.

Friends 1

Nice, respectful, friendly, funny,
These are characteristics
Of my friends.
They respect me for who I

When Winter Turns To Spring 2

Playing in the snow is one thing that
is on my to do list in the winter.
Then I go inside
to wipe my feet on the mat.

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