A lone red bird looks at me;

Perched shivering,

In a hemlock tree.

I look at him,

Both wondering,

When the snow will end,

And will Spring begin?

“Poetry on My Mind,” p37, Author’s Note: Albeit beautiful wrapped in snow, Winter represents the last season of life, sometimes coming early, sometimes staying late. Me and the redbird couple have stared off five years, both wondering “will Spring begin?” So far so good🙏🏻

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