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poem

i am trying to find a poem my grandmother used to recite to us, at least 50 years ago, the first line gos like this. tis night the cabin door is shut, the room though poor is warm and has a flickering...
13:25 Tue 14th Apr 20091 answer, last by gettinblurry 14:23 Tue 14th Apr 2009