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First December Dawn

i
Yesterday was Fall;
today, dawn comes through Winter
skies and tinted clouds
as the days become shorter;
garden is waiting for sun

ii
that doesn't break through:
all over the north, creatures
look up and shiver...

   

Copyright 1999 by Ken Bacher