I made it this far.

A Poem by Judy Ponceby

Six inches shorter.
Old as the land.
Snow on top.
Ice in the joints.
Light blurred vision.
Spring turned to winter.
It's a wonder I made it this far.

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Added on March 12, 2011
Last Updated on March 12, 2011

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