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poetry and prose about place

red sled

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~
on her sled
~
~
from the window
I watch her
she is one red mitten, lost
on the path, smitten
by the four-footed track
of a wild rabbit
hurrying home
or the toe of a red
shoe, peeks from under
the hem of a white
crinoline, a cardinal launches
from one tree, snow-laden
to another
~
~
Copyright. 2015 Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

January 14, 2015 at 2:05 pm

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  1. The poem is beautiful. The sled brings back good memories. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    Robin

    January 16, 2015 at 10:11 am

    • Hi Robin. When I think of the head-over-heels places I’ve sledded, makes me wonder why I’m still ticking! Jane

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      jane tims

      January 16, 2015 at 3:19 pm

  2. marvelous – image and words

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    seedbud

    January 15, 2015 at 7:31 am

  3. lovely

    Liked by 1 person

    kiwiskan

    January 14, 2015 at 2:42 pm


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