Last January

Dear Dad,

This is just to say

Last January, I was walking through sleet

Which seeped through the holes in my boots.

My feet had been numb for two miles.

Then, I thought about how much you loved me.

By the time I found shelter,

Tears were frozen to my cheeks.

This poem is about: 
My family


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