Oh, weather.
Weather weather weather.
The weather of earth and the weather of life.
It’s something to notice, to grieve, to celebrate…
After a hard rain,
some of what was here before
dissolves, rolls away
Oh, weather.
Weather weather weather.
The weather of earth and the weather of life.
It’s something to notice, to grieve, to celebrate…
After a hard rain,
some of what was here before
dissolves, rolls away
A poem for my heart on the day we decided to let our kitty go to his rest.
Oh, mercy. Those are hard, hard good-byes. Love to you xxoxo
Erosion, perfectly encapsulated.
The world is such a metaphor, isn’t it?