Cold Rain Chuckles
Cold rain chuckles
Gurgles down the drain
Counting coup upon
A blurry windowpane
Birds huddle in bare trees
Dare not go aloft
Squirrels still hunt for food
Because the earth’s still soft
Lonely sits a spider’s web
Flecked in diamond dew
Shimmering in winter’s breath
Nor’easter comin’ through
John G. Lawless
©12/16/2022
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