Snow Dog

Mary E. Lowd

March 7, 2021

The sun’s a star
Its light from the sky
Glitters over ice
Morning is nigh

Two ears emerge
Mere triangles
Twin tiny summits
Peaking up from the ground

Give them time
To grow and enlarge
Below the snow
A dog grows ready
For their first BARK!

Snow finally melts
Huskies abound!

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From the book:  Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry

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