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Winter


01.25.12 Posted in today's words by

Bette Hileman’s most recent poem to appear here was Peaceable Kingdom (November 2011).

Winter
By Bette Hileman

I know winter is coming
when the cat’s long fur
feels warm underneath and cool on top.
I know winter is close
when my feet are cold.
I know winter is approaching
by ringing in my ears
that sounds like distant cicadas
though none are singing.
I know winter is near
when I take an afternoon nap
while the cat snuggles under my arm,
keeping me warm.
I think about getting up and putting on socks,
But fall asleep too fast.





3 Responses to “Winter”

  1. Debbie says:

    So sweet, Bette! Loved it.

  2. bobbie troy says:

    Nice picture, Bette.

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