Third, this promise
to rescind the winds
and repeal the snow.
Third chance to
greet the red-breast
soon to be shivering
on his frigid twig.
Third false harbinger
to cry
O no
as winter winds
begin again to blow.

About riverwriter
Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
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Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.