A Refugee of Poetry
musings on life and its many possibilities
Saturday, January 6, 2018
winter-ku 2
birds on the phone wires-
a cat passes the feeder...
shivering calls
remembering...
grandpa's old shovel
resting neath fresh fallen snow
blowing dust--
from an old cereal box ...
thoughts of hungry sparrows
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