Here, the snows now dirty.
It's gray, brown, gray.
I take my mind to a warm, sunny, colorful place.
I picture the bus ride to the island town.
Watching a beautiful young schoolgirl.
Dressed in brights-
that matched the houses and flowers-
that we whizzed by.
Thank you for the memory.
Pastel, 5x7, $125.
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