Sunrise, Nut Orchard Lane
January 27th, 2026 by G.
The dog has lost his age
Snow is youth for German Shepherds
In my nostrils cold and woodsmoke wage
their war. Sunrise, nut orchard lane.
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January 27th, 2026 08:53:14
Sara
January 27, 2026
I love this poem