Bruce Whealton, brucewhealton.us

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A Cold State of Being

Winter hangs on
in bare skeletal trees
in cold nights,
in the south,
in March.

It hangs on within me
like a state of being
and I cannot help but doubt
if there will be warmth
and life within me
ever
again.

You can find my poetry by me at: http://brucewhealton.us

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