see how the snow has finished
has yet to melt, but it's over.
walking through my February i see
winter turned the corner.
this is what it looks like at the end.
now after nine a.m. the sun on the glistening snow reflects in a golden light.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
see how the snow has finished
has yet to melt, but it's over.
walking through my February i see
winter turned the corner.
this is what it looks like at the end.
now after nine a.m. the sun on the glistening snow reflects in a golden light.
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