This Morning At February End
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As the apricot sun rises,
In the hollow creek rise flows like fog
Biting cold surrounds me
Shivering happens from my toes up
The warmth of the house's interior
Invites me to come in
Even though duty awaits the housewife
A day of ordinary begins
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2025
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