The January Freeze

Still early on in January, the air is painful chill.

The roads are barren empty, I am taking in my fill.

No news, no useless drama, no opinions of the damned.

Don’t need to hear those voices and all that they have planned.

There is a rustle in the hedgerows, I’m peering for a look.

I’m thinking not my business, and it’s back to tea and book.

Dennis Mantin

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