Feb 2013
Its the cold time--
February, so we make
a holiday
for “love”.
It snows everywhere
but here.
The cat sleeps all day.
Which is sad,
because he should be humming.
February, so we make
a holiday
for “love”.
It snows everywhere
but here.
The cat sleeps all day.
Which is sad,
because he should be humming.
(Asheville, NC)
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