Sunday, November 2, 2008

A stroll around Toowoomba one frosty evening

Crinkled crepe;
Fairy-flossed muslin shrouds
Brush past a frosty moon.
The night's chill
Drills between clothes and skin;
Homeward.

Snuggled bear;
Blanket-wrapped and warm
With toast and chocolate within.
Prayers said --
Read the evening's devotion;
Home.

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