Poems ✍️
  29.03.2026
  17

Author: Sidi Mahtrow

Yesterday

Smell of drying tobacco in the barn
Fresh cut hay, in the warm.
Soon summer's heat is ended
First cold snap, outside play's suspended.
Smoke from potbellied stove
Curling upward, high above.
Winter's coming anew
Sister'll be back home with you.



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  Tobacco hay winter

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