The Writer’s Winter

Like many other writers, he refused to see winter as an old grey barn,

or a frozen field abandoned,

and in his walks he really did get infused,

his spirit was lifted.

And he used his wings

to write it all down.

Poetry and Image Copyright © 2020 rivers renewed, ice sculpture by unknown artist

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