Breathing In Winter At 10
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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
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2020
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