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Saturday, February 23, 2019

Poetry




A Patch of Old Snow

There’s a patch of old snow in a corner
     That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
     Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
     Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I’ve forgotten—
     If I ever read it.

10 comments:

  1. That's a good RF poem! I'll be glad when we're down to a few small patches in some shady corner.

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  2. Oh, that's good. Well done, LInda. We both did poems today. :-)

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  3. I hope that's the last of your snow!

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  4. Well done! I will not look at an old patch of melting snow in the same way again.

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  5. What a great match up of poem to picture.

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