Monday, December 28, 2020

December  28,  2020


SOUNDS LIKE 

The  dog barks,
the train whistles,
the radiator rattles,
the December cold
combines with everything metal,
and you’re just sitting there,
snoring. You haven’t said
a thing new since November.
Where are you as we come
to the end of this worst of years?


                                                                         © Andy Costello, Reflections 2020


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