January by Joseph Buehler

I have never ridden to hounds; I
never expect to ride to hounds―none
of my family has ever ridden to hounds
and none of them―

My father, before he ever was my father, once
fell in love with a Swiss girl, but, I guess she
didn’t want to leave Switzerland.
Who would?
It affected my father quite badly, you see,
but he eventually recovered.

It has been a mild winter so far in
this part of the country, but we’ll see
what January brings.  You never know
what January might bring.  

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