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I'm trying to give this one some help... If anyone has suggestions, they would greatly be appreciated.
Sitting alone on the snowy porch
Watching the bright night skies
With colors rampaging like a torch
And I watch it with my love
The purples greens and reds
Greatly comment the stars
The blues, whites and orange threads
Deeply comment the black sky
The colors swish above our heads
And they won't end for hours
Then we will go and hit our beds
But not 'til the show fades away
My love holds my hand and looks up
At the phenomena so rare
Only God's hands could develop
Such a pretty sight like this
The winter nights, calm and clear
Are perfect to see these storms
It's also when they can appear
So we watch until they fade
Now that the sight has come and gone
It's again time to go and sleep
And wait again tomorrow for one
More storm to fill our hungry hearts
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