Warm wishes
for a little snow
come December
but just this once
Christmas Eve
will be
as warm
on the outside
So
go ahead and glow
soft or bright
whatever matches
your holiday heart
Warm wishes
for a little snow
come December
but just this once
Christmas Eve
will be
as warm
on the outside
So
go ahead and glow
soft or bright
whatever matches
your holiday heart
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
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A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
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