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How Winter Goes
How Winter Goes
David J Walker
This is how the winter goes
North wind blows
Runny nose
Nothing grows
Highs are lows
While
The old folks
Endlessly
double-bundle
fighting off the cold
swearing next winter
will be different
Spent in Miami
Spent in bundles in
The jungles of a
Florida swamp
Calling my sister
Asking her to text me
Mothers Recipe
For Sweet Cornbread
Mother would
except she’s dead
Tonight we will have
A hot bowl
Of beef stew and
Celebrate her Life
She would have been 102
This is how the winter goes
No one knows
Where time goes
Once and done
the setting sun
in early afternoon
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