The streets run purple
the morning after a big snow
Each man, woman, & child grab shovel
and tend to what needs tending
The tractors come from field to town
lending to what needs lending
Someone on our block
never know exactly who
dug all the mailboxes clean to the curb
Another brushed all the car windows
I walk the dog past the neighbors
holding their backs and catching their breath
We always exchange hellos
Not Midwest Nice
Just I See You Here, Alive Today
Even the dog gives an assured nod and short wag
Bless you and yours
Bud hires someone to clear our alley
He used to own all this land to the East
He keeps The Pines growing strong
Don died last Winter
He was the first to greet our daughter
On her first day home
Now his daughter cares for his home
And so the circle goes.
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