For all of you the live here, or might have, could have, should have, etc. . . . here's a poem snet to me by a friend that sums it all up for us . . . .
It's winter in South Dakota
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love South Dakota
When the snow is up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave South Dakota
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
Have a happy holiday season and a wonderfilled new year.
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Loved the SD Poem. One of my classmates (from years past) had emailed it to me and it fits perfectly, especially living out here on the prairie.
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