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Oranges : : By GARY SOTO first time I walkedWith a girl, I was twelve,Cold, and weighted downWith two oranges in my jacket. 4 December. 5 Frost crackingBeneath my steps, my breathBefore me, then gone,As I walked towardHer house, the one whosePorch light burned yellowNight and day, in any weather. 12 A dog barked atContinue reading “Oranges : Gary Soto : December Poems : ; Months Poems : :”