I’ve been missing the winter lately. Sitting by the fire, sipping warm beverage, etc. Maybe that’s because it has been SO hot! Nevertheless, I stumbled upon this poem I wrote last season. Enjoy!
“Arkansas Stone”
No title can nearly entail
My presently long walking trail
There’s leftover snow
On the ground below
By my steady walk
On this concrete block
I spot white like socks
Near the feet of rocks
Cold embraces snow and stone
Finds me too; we’re not alone
Nature in nature; deep meets deeper
On this journey, life becomes steeper
Hardtack Rat 
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