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Midwinter Day 

The air is crisp
Sunshine streaming through the window
With a bite
A gentle breeze plays with the curtain.

Trees jut up on
The horizon, a row of clouds
Blanket them
Shaded dark as they ready for rain.

Two birds, a third
Appear in view as they frolic
Across the sky
A bar of blue above the trees.

Clouds soft like down
Meditative, lulling me and
Invite me in
Reframing my grateful mind.

Lori Cole

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