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The journey
Pounding head, Racing heart Knowing less Than at the start Each day I fight the fight Wondering if I’ll reach the light Darkness sinks Me down again All I need Is at the end When the journey’s rough The way is clear Soon the shadows Disappear At the end A new beginning If only strength…
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Little cat feet
Carl Sandburg was the one who said, “The fog rolls in on little cat feet.” Every time the fog covers the earth, I’m reminded of his words. It’s soft, silent, and yet immovable. It coats the world with mystery, makes me wonder if this is what it’s like, to carve out moments alone, unbothered by…
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WTForecast
Another Thursday has rolled around, leaving me when thoughts a plenty, Many about the weather, It shows me its displeasure, donating hail and rain this week, with a side of sound and fury. My little boy thinks it rains at night and is sunny for park during the day, and with the way things have…
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Farmer
Rising early each day,He watches the night dissolve into the grey mist of morning, The lonely sound of a rooster his only companion There are animals to tend to, Chores to complete He worries about the sun and the rain, which are beyond his control, Watching weather the way others follow a sport, Intensely, full…