Winter Warmup
Winter Warmup
Cold
salad.
Cold! Salad?
Warming up, though
I thought, beforehand,
about warming soup. Soup?
Who needs to sip, now? I don’t!
My salad, topped with yesterday’s
tomatoes, dressed with ranch and fig, balm
of nutrition. I’ve warmed up to salad.
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