from the bed, stretching,
i watchedas she put on her plastic
white
boots, and overalls,
and said.
what are you doing?
is it snowing
outside.
i looked out the window.
it was sunny
and seventy.
these are my snake boots,
she said,
then grabbed
a pitch fork from under
her bed.
come on, she said.
let's go,
we're working in the yard
today.
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