North wind, snowy lodge,
I was singing.
Frozen river, ice-encrusted riverbank,
found me clinging.
Called to my dog, come, come to me
and he pulled me out,
one, two, three.
Gave him a hug and gave him a bone
and slowly, carefully,
we walked home.
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wow- I am in awe. This is one true poem. I love it.