Whimsy
Observations
Friends getting married
Friends getting married
means you don't see them again
aside from Facebook
Like a distant train
Like a distant train
my soundtrack to winter nights
the dull roar of fire
Puddles by the road
Puddles by the road
reflect sky, their origin
as clouds brought to earth
Rooster crows morning
Rooster crows morning
in the cold, wet, windy night
and it feels early
Winter sun rises
Winter sun rises
and burns a path through the fog
on my way to work
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