ice
Our world is ice
even the dog pauses at the door
what is this world, this rain?
Outside the sound of dripping snow
snow sliding off roofs like springtime.
Inside, the woodstove,
sounds of boy and dog,
snoring husband wakes for football
(or wii).
The world seems insulated,
quiet.
Peace.
even the dog pauses at the door
what is this world, this rain?
Outside the sound of dripping snow
snow sliding off roofs like springtime.
Inside, the woodstove,
sounds of boy and dog,
snoring husband wakes for football
(or wii).
The world seems insulated,
quiet.
Peace.
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