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Free Verse Poetry

Winter 2016

Everyone keeps telling me

They hate the

Cold.

Where is their childhood?

I walked into the family room the other day and

My dad was watching football

And November snow was melting outside.

I am ten years old again.

Some days, winter returns

From 2016.

Do they not welcome it back?

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