Winter Walk, Yukon

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Winter Walk, Yukon – A Poem

I can’t bend my fingers And can’t feel my toes The burn on my cheeks Just the frostbitten know

It’s a bright sunny day Why walk? God knows In Yukon, in winter Light still comes with cold

And now that I’m warm Safe and comfy indoors I gaze out . . . → Read More: Winter Walk, Yukon

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