Citas
I am always afraid of what might show up, suddenly.
What might hide.
What might hide.
when the nurse came
to change my dressing,
to change my dressing,
she glanced up and said, “Oh, look, is that snow?”
We looked out the window and saw it together,
first flakes,
those white, fringed birds
flying,
the first snow of the new season.
We looked out the window and saw it together,
first flakes,
those white, fringed birds
flying,
the first snow of the new season.
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