Seventeen
Removing hot boots, we hung them by laces and crossed the stone-floored stream on shocked feet.
Work-weary as we were, we stopped to see maple finery skip past wet knees.
After a long day of work, the speaker and companions pull off their hot boots, hang them by the laces, and step into a stone-bottomed stream. The cold water shocks their feet, but instead of hurrying across, they pause.
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