Secret Ingredients
Chill
sheets of winter rain
wrung from the lowering sky
sideways in the wind
–
morning run-
frozen leaves
crack underfoot
Snow
tender young seedlings-
the promise of the harvest
rises through the snow
–
first snow-
our children’s
hot chocolate
Exhale
from across the room
I catch sight of your face and
my breath escapes me
–
waiting in a queue-
plumes of breath
and exhaust
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