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February Moon

By John I. Blair

Under a crisp February moon
From the crossing two miles north I hear
A freight trainís warning tone.

At home, I can quickly tell
Which way the wind is blowing
By how close the trains sound.

I wish I were so sure with people;
Sometimes the polar shift is only evident
When the roomís emptied and Iím alone.

©2004 John I. Blair

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