Goodbye
Good riddance
We’re tired
Of
You
When you
Finally
Depart
We won’t go
Boo-hoo
Your
Icy touch
Has
Made us
Blue
Figuratively
Speaking
And literally
Too
So
Pack
Your bags
Get out
Skidoo
Don’t look
For us
To come running
After
You
Out of My Write Mind 
Tell that to all the skiers and snowmobile lovers.
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Yes, to each their own.
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This is great 🙂 Now it needs a melody!
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Thanks! Maybe I can work on that (Ha).
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Beautiful.<3
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Thanks.
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❤️
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Got that right! Good riddance. 😃
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Glad you enjoyed it!
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Your post? Yes. Winter? Hell no! 😃
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Me neither.
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Is it April yet? 😏
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Not quite!
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Ugh. 😒
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L O V E this….so clever 💕
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Thanks much!
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Beautiful!!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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Loved the photo and poem!🙂
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Thanks much! I am so looking forward to spring!
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Very well done!
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I appreciate that, Leigha!
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