Gun in hand gear on back I took the icy steps. Before the sun a frost had come the moon showed every breath. To my delight the sun did light each branch and leaf there was. Painted trees with snow I see as November often does. And up I come as did the sun On …
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Gone Huntin’ – Fisrt Place, Senior Poetry Read More »
