Monday, February 10, 2014

When I look down. . .

I SEE UP

 
 

The Birds I know and like so much
flew south
 
My Cat named Ever
is
ever by my side
this winter
 
I have been
reading
and writing
for me.
I
am
still. . .
here
thinking of you
Folding
into
a
very small
thing
in fin I . . .

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