sun

I walk in snow

In a sleepy daze.

I hear the the sound of my feet

Moving across

A wintered path.

Pinecones

-brittle edged

Sit under naked trees

As if waiting for

Spring.

Finally

For a moment

The sun appears

Taking the place of a gray slate sky

-shining like polished seaglass. -J. Hamilton

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