Alight.
A light
A’lit.
Alit.
A bit lit.
Branches bumble and shake snow on me.
Wet, excited dogs preparing to come in after a romp.
I slip about on tip toes.
Inside ampersand outside.
Hamhocks hog tie knots.
Due to recent disuse.
I disabuse them of their notion of stiffness.
To remind.
Renew.
A sun barely seen still strikes the sheets
Too brightly.
So much light.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you kindly, ¥mber Jayde Reads. I appreciate your time here.
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