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Early January Snow Blues

There is calmness

Like a Buddhist prayer

On the road

When it snows

And cars are afraid

To come down it.

 

There is softness

In the trees rustling

When the wind

Shakes it off

Which reminded me

Of my father

When he used

To shake off his boots

Before he stepped back inside

After gritting

The front path.

 

And as it gets so...

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