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Jan 2019
partially due to the weather

state of the roads



these are not just closed

due to snow

some

as cars slide          cause a commotion



it is a steep hill the crimea

some call it a mountain



steeped in history



plans change while

the bus windows remain *****



it has been a long time coming

it lasted many years now is gone



all of it

all the straight ideals and weathered work



who will come laughing?



who else loves rusted nails

reddened eyes?



all things change except they say one





look at

squirrels and disarray

the river ebbs  flows

tidal
otter marks erased

our lane quiet now

locals walk            leaves stir



birds fly up

in passing remember then

we laugh again



he  will bring logs again
Sonja Benskin Mesher
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