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The Winter Rabbit MAG

June 1, 2010
By Mike Romano BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
Mike Romano BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
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My feet left stark imprints in the freshly
Fallen snow
On that frigid morning
On that dreary
December morning
it was hopeless
That cold hopelessness
That envelops you and
your concrete soul,
That affects even your
Deepest mood worse
Than a newly fallen lover.
A lone critter
Emerged and started
Moving somewhat
Methodically,
Yet randomly enough to
Be free.
It hopped along
Naturally,
And with nothing besides
Hope.
My body instantly felt
Warm, and I grew
Infatuated and
Impressed with
Nature and all its gold.



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