Winter
W inter at times became a paradise lost-and-found
I recall huddling over a static, crackling old radio
N ews announcement: School canceled tomorrow!
T he yard oh my the yard, buried in a blanket of quiet
E ven the fence posts wear tilted, funny white hats
R abbit and sparrow tracks in the snow
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2014
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