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Under a Winter Moon

Under a Winter Moon

The old dog wags in her sleep.

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The cold moon rises,

throwing shadows crisp as frost

on gravel. Coyotes sing

out there, beyond. She snores

and dozes, maybe goes

adventuring on twitchy feet.

Her tail's a rudder

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and the stars a chart.

She dreams and sails

and sighs, this winter-while.