“Woodland Seasons” by Chelsea Hill
An image came to Chelsea’s mind — woodland mice tucking in their young and knitting mittens for other creatures. The rest of the poem unraveled from there.
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An image came to Chelsea’s mind — woodland mice tucking in their young and knitting mittens for other creatures. The rest of the poem unraveled from there.
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