Three Haikus for Snow on Thanksgiving Morning

Night pulls away, and snow

glows in fresh light on the porch.

The dog licks a patch, descends,

* * *

makes footprints circle

in the yard, revealing green.

He pauses, looks back, sniffs.

* * *

Inside, the kitchen

is already filled with warmth

and sizzling scents.

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