Retracing my steps –
Make it down to the river ~
Different person.
Yearend
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Against all the odds –
Assaulted from many sides ~
A winter blossom.
Rain, then stormy wind –
Handy and tricky in turn ~
Folding tarpaulins.
Backpack left strap slips –
My shoulders’ width uneven ~
Broken collarbone.
Rain pounds my windows –
A comforting sound at night ~
Except for the leak.
