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The snow fell slowly; soft and white.
Building up on freezing ground.
It didn't stop through day or night.
Hiding all and muffling sound.
...

I am so glad that I can see:
Pretty flowers, a bush, a tree.
My friends and family close to me.
Watch the wildlife - a honey bee.
...

The sun shone down on the African plain.
The trees and the grass were short of fresh rain.
Giraffes munched slowly from tall thorn bushes.
Hippos in the pool were hid by rushes.
...

There was a time when might was right
When land was seized and peasants killed
To stay alive you had to fight
Just as your tribal leader willed
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Before there were men, or monkeys or mice.
Before the first cow, sheep or goat.
When none of the Earth was covered in ice.
When few creatures had a fur coat.
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I came home tired from work and late
And found we had increased by one
A dog had fallen at our gate
As for an owner - there was none
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The festive season’s here once more
The snow will soon be deep
The squirrels gather nuts to store
And dormice go to sleep
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The holidays are over and now we’re back at school
The days are getting shorter and it is getting cool
The blackberries have ripened and harvest time has come
The corn is cut and gathered for it is now autumn
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One day the volcano erupted without warning
It continued all night and the following morning
It shot out great flames and spat out ash, rocks and lava
This flowed down the slopes to the cottages and harbour
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10.

Lonely, longing and in lust
But needing someone I can trust
Not just for a year or two
But for my life the whole way through
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11.

Unselfishly to love and care for another
From infant to an adult fully grown
To nurture and protect makes a good mother
To train and share with children of your own
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The trees and fields are bare
But in the woodland glade
Some greenery is there
Instead of leafy shade.
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13.

Phoenicians came to Iberia
Bringing metals and farming skills
From the coast to the interior
Up the Ebro into the hills
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Our blue planet, special-unique.
Goldilocks planet, home ground.
Far into space telescopes seek.
Nothing Earthlike has been found.
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15.

Red is the colour of life giving blood
When haemoglobin is rich in O2.
The beating heart pumps it round in a flood.
The two lungs aerate it when it turns blue.
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16.

Rain can come in torrents in showers or in spots
It fills the streams and rivers in dribbles or in lots
It soaks into the thirsty ground and makes the flowers grow
It’s fairly warm in summertime but in winter we have snow
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Spring is like youth or one’s childhood
The season of growth from a seed
Grasses grow and trees are in bud
Soils are covered with plant or weed
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Three hundred feet high the rocket stood.
All was quiet, the air was still.
A massive column, but move it could
It waited and waited until - - -
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I heard my younger brother
Saying “Dad, now give me on this day
All the money that I would have
When you die and pass away”
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6 miles of passages are dry
On Casterton Fell in June
Kirkby Lonsdale is close by
Ease Gill flows into the Lune
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David Pass Biography

The photo was taken by my daughter of me standing on Adam and Eve, the summit of Tryfan which is one of the Glyders in Snowdonia, Wales.)

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Snow And Ice

The snow fell slowly; soft and white.
Building up on freezing ground.
It didn't stop through day or night.
Hiding all and muffling sound.

Next day it stopped; the sun shone bright.
Boys and girls came out to play.
A friendly game - a snowball fight.
Making snowmen, what a day!

At first one floundered through the snow.
But, in time, the snow packed hard.
And then on sledges see them go!
Legs behind and hands on guard.

In time the snow plough cleared the roads.
With a thaw the trees lost snow.
And house roofs lost their heavy loads.
Bits of grass began to show.

But in the hills, snow cover stayed
In gullies, where the drifts were deep.
North facing slopes were in the shade.
With hidden clefts and very steep.

With spikey crampons on my boots
And ice axes in my hands.
I've made my way up many routes.
In many wild and rocky lands.

In the Nevis hut I once did stay.
A climbing book as my guide
Up Tower Ridge I made my way,
Tower Gap I've stood astride.

Crampons needed for verglas ice
Coating all Aonach Eagach
Rocky scrabbling, no snow - not nice.
In Glencoe the ice was black.

Beside Llyn Glaslyn on the track
Snowdon's peak is clearly seen
Above a cliff face with a crack.
In the snow, this way I've been.

A band of snow leads to the right
Leading to a narrow slit.
The gully left soon gains more height.
One hard move, then the summit.

A cornice forms on a ridge's lee.
But it's unstable and may fall
As an avalanche like a stormy sea.
Sweeping all away - a snowy wall.

A pair of poles, a pair of skis.
Another way to feel the snow.
A snow-plough vee is just a breeze.
Not so a double Christie though!

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