Morning Glory

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It's 90 degrees and the asphalt is a blanket of snow
The black crickets chirp-
Sacred wise angels and protectors 
The Cottonwood blows while the dogs scrounge the rio 
and under the girth
 the bindweed n' pink morning glory glows.
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