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Afternoon Snowstorm in January 
David J Walker


What else would I dream about
 in January 
When the chill is enough to kill 
		All incentive 
And the north wind huffs its wicked breath
		In a cruel Laugh 

What else would I dream about except
a certain day in a
Far away June 
The 10 O’clock sun blazing its tune to
The roar of the lawnmowers 
		Joining the song
Shorts and a t-shirt is all we had on
And new flip flops that knew 
to keep time all along
the sweet smell of fresh mown grass 
and the shrilled laugh of children flying 
On swings that become wings 
against a summer sky

What else would I dream about when
An ice storm sets in 
except the 
		Cherry Icee’s we bought
At Gordon Moore’s drug store 
		For a dime
There was Cherry and Cola 
		Root beer and Limon Lime 
We started to notice that 
		Girls were different
A mystery that would never be 
		Solved

What else would I dream about 
in the concession  
		to an afternoon snowstorm
		in January long gone

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