Winter pitched a fit
shoveled into a pile
carved with a wooden spoon
into shapely curves
of a snow creature
that knows nothing
Saturday, January 21, 2012
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I’m calm. I’m Jenny. I’m nice. The best way to make a friend is to be one. I like that saying. When you like me, I like you more. When you figure that out, you’ll like me more or less. I write poems and true short stories. You’ll find them here. Welcome Lovers and Wreckers. xo
Jenny
