The Lark
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The Lark

Standing in the Cold

A poem

Shivering in the cold,
Standing in the front yard,
Because no matter the weather,
The dog must go out.
Today sun shines,
Even as winter cold,
Reddens the nose
Gnaws the toes,
Chills fingers down to the bone.



The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry

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Rhonda Marrone

Poetry and Essay Writer. Be Open Editor. Lover of all things nature. You can most likely find me sitting under a tree ,watching birds, writing poems.