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Ode to two well-loved gloves, lost in December

by Mandy Haggith

They seemed loyal, and were fluffy inside

like snow in the woods

only warmer.

They were blue.

Now they’ve absconded

we’re blue too.

Mandy Haggith lives on a woodland croft in Assynt, in the Highlands of Scotland.
Welcome to December from The Pygmy Giant.

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This entry was posted on December 2, 2009, 10:10 pm and is filed under Poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through RSS 2.0. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

  1. #1 by Bob Jacobs on December 3, 2009 - 10:28 am

    A nice little piece, Mandy, and perfect for December.

    Reply

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