Seamus Whittington Crawford III
See Your Breath - Poem by Seamus Whittington Crawford III
standing there with the glass in
you watch the sweat of God
bathe the land.
yeah, He works hard
and it's cold outside
you can't see your breath
afraid to get wet.
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