Snowy Night Poem by Edwin Robinette

Snowy Night



Amid these garden paths I walk
Snow turning greenery to white
Soil frozen by a chilling air
No pleasures allowed tonight

Iron benches offer no seating warmth
Within this frigid atmosphere
Comforted to the thought of being home
I stroll away from here

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Edwin Robinette

Edwin Robinette

Cumberland, Maryland
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