we had a cold snap
ice clung to bent limbs
and the city slumbered
in the midst of an afternoon nap
you rolled over in our bed
like a bear in winter
hiding yourself from the world
in some sudden hibernation
dozing off for a dozen hours
and the dogs played hookie
in the icy snow, chasing
cardinals and robins.
all told we lost a palm,
our hibiscus and eureops
and a few limber limbs
but we gained a day
of rest and relaxation
and internal temptation
and in our own mental way
award had a day's break
from life's eternal taxation.
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