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(This is actually a poem, but we don't seem to have a category for that. "Rictameter" is a nine-line poetry form in which the first and last lines are alike, and the syllable count is as follows: 2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2. I'm fascinated by exercises like this; you might want to give it a try. This poem also appears in my blog, "Write Your Life!") Snowfall: White, Beautiful, Silent, soft, inviting Snow angels, snowmen, sleds and skis. Time for warm mittens, scarves, parkas, tall boots. Drivers' challenge: shovel, plow, clear. Parents' work, children's joy, Winter's wonder: Snowfall.
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