FOUR PLAY
As daylight crept away, defeated
A darkness called me to be seated
Beneath a tree that was no more
Beside a silenced, absent, shore
a cold wind chuckles
passersby turn from her greeting
cul-de-sac trash swirls
a fallen sparrow
feathers riffle in the cold
a bitter wind howls
their hats now tilted
snowmen lean into the sun
carrots sniffing springtime
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