Breath

— Lawrence T Hollist

Not very often do I
Notice my breath.
Except on the first
Cold winter day.
Then it is only the first
Couple of exhales.
Then it is not noticed
Again until is has started
To freeze on my hat and
On my beard.

Now my breath
Is all I notice:
It is massaging my cheeks
My forehead and
Even my ears, while it
Blurs the blue line below
As I wait to pull back
My arms to take another
Gasp.

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