Back on My Bench
I am back on my bench
With the river in view.
People walk by in t-shirts;
The sky’s bright and blue.
There’s one small mound of snow
Which is coated in black.
It’s refusing to melt,
Fending off spring’s attack.
Flowers haven’t appeared
But the stage has been set.
By tomorrow, that snow
Will be gone, I would bet.
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