11 / 2

Happy Birthday to my beautiful sister, Linda

11 / 2

 (for LB )

There’s so little sunlight these days,
nine months since the groundhog
—three quarters around the sun,
all the clocks set back an hour—
and all we can really hope for is
six more weeks before winter;
all we can do is stack the firewood
and hope for the best.
………………………We paint
the walls, wash the windows, hope
the seasons will be kind.
………………………….Hope is
all there is, living where we do, here
where white prevails, where sunlight’s
so often in short supply; hope, like
a newborn baby girl, somebody’s
sister, some day someone’s mother.

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