Christmas is a parade
moved on down the mountain.
We remain
while spirits of the past
scatter back
to their own hearths.
Living Above the Frost Line is a dwelling place for practicing poets. It is the home of poet, Nancy Simpson. Above the Frost Line we give ourselves some extra growing time. Yes, we know the hard freeze will come, but until it arrives, we shall grow and share our poems.
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