It's the small things.
Leaving work
I forgot to wear my boots.
This morning we awoke
To snow blowers,
The plow.
This morning
My beloved
Will shovel the walk
In front of me
As we walk
To the car.
We may notice
A bird or two.
He will drive me
To work.
Some may think
Such things are small.
No.
No.
No.
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