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Snow Birds
A cistern of bitter dreams came calling
Contained in a liquid misery from the Niagra snow
Not melted naturally by the suns teeming rays
Blanketing me from the swift wind that blows;
Duplicitous Winter-Action-their theme
Greed-their morsel-and their seed
Meeting over hot coffee Klatches barefoot
Where sociopaths of pure evil breed;
Today-broken and estranged from our offspring!
Whom do we thank-in the end?
Answer is it-the snowblind-snowbird co-conspirators?
Or the Sparrows at Wedgemere Bend?
Dedicated To: 4 and beauty
poem
by
Theodora Onken
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