Snow. Rain. Snow. Ice.
It’s cold here.
And treacherous.
I am contemplating
big words. Courage.
Compassion. Connection.
Backyard birds huddle
under the eves. Ice thickens
on the face of the pond.
Courage: from heart
Compassion: to sit with suffering
Connection: a circle of friends
The streets are a maze
of unfortunate collisions.
Wreck after frozen wreck.
A squirrel eats corn
umbrellaed
by his snowy tail.
--
sharon brogan
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