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And Soon, Snow - Nov. 13, 23025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Nov 13
  • 1 min read

October 4th and I step outside,

an arm-clutching 61 degrees

 

you may laugh, but fall starts

fast here and ends even faster

 

deserts quick-change both

days and seasons

 

in the blink of a few weeks

snow may cover the peaks

 

while hammocks are still employed

and skin does a summer burn

 

in one day, you might see

a snowman and bikinis

 

maybe slip on ice

then slip some into a drink

 

or bite a hotdog

with a mouth still defrosting

 
 
 

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