This Day: November 7, 2103

The wind blusters.

The clouds are gray.

I shiver in my coat,
yank on my hat,
wish I'd thought to bring a scarf.

The mittens I wear are mismatched
pink and white
and belong to one
(perhaps both)
of my daughters.

The dog,
I notice,
has chewed a hole
into one thumb.


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Published on November 07, 2013 11:29 Tags: poetry
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