Ode to snow plow. Dearest snow plow, Will you ever know? The way your rumble up the street, Cuts a tantrum in two. The morning pro-clothes argument (any clothes mind you) Tossed in the air…
Christina Rivera Cogswell I Seeking light and meaning. On the dusty paths of soulful travels and living.
Ode to snow plow. Dearest snow plow, Will you ever know? The way your rumble up the street, Cuts a tantrum in two. The morning pro-clothes argument (any clothes mind you) Tossed in the air…