Monday, December 12, 2011

December 12, 2011

Silver frost crunches,
Sparkles in ghostly moonlight.
Dog squats and steam rises.
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2 comments:

  1. JocelynDecember 12, 2011 at 12:03 PM

    I'm there with you, plastic baggie on my hand.

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  2. fullsoulahead.comDecember 13, 2011 at 8:52 PM

    I'm there with you, without the baggie. Our mail carrier hates walking through our yard.

    ReplyDelete

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