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Afterthought 1At last, winter is falling upon us, snowrides the down elevator from invisible skies.Now ain't this something grand?We welcome winter. Snow is the real thing,after the false exuberance of summer.The first snow is soft and warm. Mothering.I was born in the month of June.June is a month of rainbows.The crops were rising green.My mother claimed I bit her nipplesso hard she couldn't breast fee.Back then I was greedy for life.
Afterthought 1
ReplyDeleteAt last, winter is falling upon us, snow
rides the down elevator from invisible skies.
Now ain't this something grand?
We welcome winter. Snow is the real thing,
after the false exuberance of summer.
The first snow is soft and warm. Mothering.
I was born in the month of June.
June is a month of rainbows.
The crops were rising green.
My mother claimed I bit her nipples
so hard she couldn't breast fee.
Back then I was greedy for life.