Day 13, NaHaiWriMo

The trough in the storm.
Stepping onto the dark porch,
Has the snow started?

The wind, cold, watchful
wraps around the birch’s limbs
scattering snowflakes

long day, some earl grey
bag in the cup, pour water
into canister.

Sleet at the window
Tomorrow’s Valentines Day
but winter cares not.

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