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A BLUE NORTHER...


I was wandering through the woods
in late fall admiring the trees
adorned in their many colors
when a blue norther surprised me.
I sought refuge behind a huge trunk
as the cold wind swept the land.
I huddled in self-protection.
I thought the skies had opened also,
but when I opened my eyes,
leaves and not rain were showering me.
For two hours I didn't move
until the wind slackened.
I rose and looked around me.
I was stunned by the change
in the panorama.
Nothing but bare branches
hung over me.
I pulled my coat closer.
Soon an Arctic zephyr
would sweep my world,
reducing me to little more
than skin and bones.

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