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Title: Tygarts Valley
Written by Alice Spiker when she was a freshman in high school.
Tygarts Valley
This valley is long and broad and deep With hills on either side. Tis Autumn time the flowers sleep- Beneath the leaves they hide.
The snowflakes fly and float and fall Across the mountain peaks- When Winter comes to pay his call Behind the wind he creeps.
He waits and watches, stays with fear He knows he'll have to go. For Springtime comes at least each year To drive away the snow.
Alice Lucinda Williams
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