Corduroy Pants and Caps
How swiftly my thoughts fly now
to corduroy pants and caps
Facing a howling northeaster
whistles, the rally of hunting dogs
~ the pointer locked, stock-still
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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