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Friday, November 29, 2013

Trees...at first light...


Trees
 
at first light
 
is when I remember
that you've been there
all night
that you waited
through rain and wind
listening
as the pond froze
snapping its resistance
ostensibly
before succumbing
before showing you
your morning faces
your disheveled wild
winter look
the one I will see
until May
and will somehow love
because
 you will always be there
at first light
waiting for me

 
 

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