
The boots are jumbled
together by the door.
Shovel's leaning lightly,
on the other side.
February, just won't die.
Blizzards crash through again
and again. It's time for
the snow to go. Retreat.
Melt, Good Lord...just go!
You know why I haven't been blogging? I've been too busy reading Nelson DeMille's tomes. I finished The Lion's Game and ...
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