Still Winter
STILL WINTER
through the barren trees
an endless expanse of gray
an orange street light
eye out the window
froze in hopeless thought, now my
furnace hums comfort
tiny figurines
on a shelf life of their own
care not for seasons
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2013
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