An Unexpected Chill
An unexpected chill
greets my face
as I step up
to the water’s edge.
Winter has snaked
her first tendrils
of frosty breath
into autumn’s
still-rosy glow.
greets my face
as I step up
to the water’s edge.
Winter has snaked
her first tendrils
of frosty breath
into autumn’s
still-rosy glow.
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