General Poetry posted January 9, 2020 |
The snow-covered pines guide me home.
Sentries
by Therese Caron
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5-7-5 Poem contest entry
Recognized |
When the roads are icy, the skies are a dull grey, and the snow squalls fly up unexpectedly, the only way you can be sure you are still on the road is the pine trees, bordering the road, tall and proud.
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