All along our walk,
Knox selects sticks and carries
them home, holding them aloft.
~
He knows winter comes
and, possessing a warm heart,
wants to assure yours won’t freeze.
Mondo Sedoka
A Dialogue between Poets
All along our walk,
Knox selects sticks and carries
them home, holding them aloft.
~
He knows winter comes
and, possessing a warm heart,
wants to assure yours won’t freeze.
Mondo Sedoka 
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Reblogged from my son’s and my joint poetry blog, mondosedoka.com
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