February Dusk
Ruddy colored Buteo
hovering
upon the budding arms
of the Maple Tree
at the break of Dusk
in the blustering wake
of the Storm
Beneath the Majestic Snow draped Mountains
at the Worlds edge
Like Cakes and Pastries
in a Bakery Shoppe Window
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