The slow glide
The deafening crunch
Of footstep after footstep
Ambling through the snow
More concentration gives
To this small task
Than all the World's
Problems under
A glassy sky
Which reflects
The importance
Of the moment.
An experiment, to see if I am capable of writing one poem a day for an entire year. Readers are welcome to comment on the work, or post their own work in response.
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