Exceptional a tiny free verse Blizzard by Dawn Munro Poem of the Month contest entry

I have worn the essence of you all these years like a white, terry cloth robe and my favorite slippers. And now, stripped naked, barefoot, I stand in a snowdrift wondering how I can possibly live to see Spring. Author Notes Video courtesy of YouTube.

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