Oh winter, where is your sting?
Your winds are cold.The snow is blinding.
The drifts block roadways.
Ice makes travel treacherous.
But the sun comes quickly.
And you must be on your way.
Thoughts, shots, and occasional plots involving Oklahoma. Note: Tate Publishing is out of business so the books listed in the margin of this blog will be the self-published version available at Amazon.com
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