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Breathing In Winter At 10

Breathing in Winter at 10
David J Walker

The man on or clock radio
Said
The high will be 32  and the low
Will be 10 below 
There was a chance of a blizzard 
And maybe a foot of snow

As I remember 
That middle day of 
A cold December
Descending on the grey of a
Wednesday morning 

And the voice from the radio
Warning 
of the changes to come

I would dress my best to 
Protect me from 
The cold  

as the quiet snow
Fell on us as foretold 
Like a million silk parachutes 
Dropping from the sky 

And there in the cold 
Of a schoolyard playground 
Stood I 
Breathing it all in 

The crisp, cold air of a 
Snowy winter morning at
The age of 10

Knowing I would remember
This winter day
Again 
	And again

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 16, 2020 at 12:21 PM Hello David Walker, children always enjoy the snow. Adults on the other hand do not. I first snow fall. After that I wish it would be Spring. I do not walk good on the icy sidewalks. Enjoy your day my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu November 17, 2020 at 10:34 AM Hello David Walker, The first snow fall has melted. Tonight it will snow. I do not like the snow. I did in my childhood. You are welcome. Enjoy your day my friend. David Walker November 16, 2020 at 2:48 PM My father hated it as well. He had to put chains on the tires of his car, in the show. But it is a wonderful childhood memory for me. Thank you for reading my poem Darlene.

Akkina Downing November 16, 2020 at 8:13 AM How great that you remember it. It must’ve been one of kind snowy winter. Very nice :) David Walker November 16, 2020 at 11:06 AM Thank you Akkina. We lived in Colorado when I was a boy and had many snowy winters, Some more than others. Yes, I cherish those memories.

Gary Radice November 16, 2020 at 4:50 AM A lovely atmospheric write. I can envisage myself as that 10 year old all those years ago. :) David Walker November 16, 2020 at 5:10 AM Thank you, Gary. Thank God that 10 year old still lives inside of us.