It is funny where the ideas for a poem come from.
As I took a shower this morning, a Haiku came to my mind. It must be the over 100 degree Fahrenheit daytime temperatures and a desire for real cold, that my thoughts turned to Winter.
I can sometimes just come up with an idea and it seems just right. Winter is such a poem. It appeared complete in my mind and I was more worried that I would forget the lines beforeI could write it down.
I quickly dried and dressed and as I did so I was jotting down the words of the poem.
I hope you will go and read it.
READ Winter NOW!
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