So what does that poem say, anyway?
December 19, 2018
Editor:
I’m old and not hooked up, so I wonder what Bridgette Harrington’s poem was, that she gained fame for in DC.
In case I’m not the only unelectronic reader, would you please print it for us?
Thanks lots,
Joan Scofield
Sweet Home
Editor’s note: Certainly. Here it is:
’Twas the month before Christmas, and all through my mind,
Swirled thoughts of my
Oregon, all intertwined;
The four seasons how extraordinary, each one of a kind,
Left memories galore for my mind to rewind.
The winter how beautiful, the snow began to fall,
I quickly grabbed my mittens to make a chilly snow...
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