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wind shapes snow in subtle ways smoothing out sharp corners

angling ridges on banks beside road like a knife shapes icing on

cake before candles are blown out making a wish for a puppy

that only came years later big clumsy paws spraddling  on linoleum

in the kitchen where all good things happened domain of mother  

humming hymns along with the home aroma of bread brown

loaves transforming into miracles of warm wellness sliced and

spread with butter and chokecherry jam from trees outside our

back door dark bitter fruit surrounding prominent pits and we

picked the bunches into plastic pails standing on the top of ladders

perched precariously on a picnic table wind tousling our hair