This week has convinced me, once again, that everyone needs a witness, a listener to the song each of us is singing, whether we sing it well already, or whether it is simply a practice session, for now.
Rain in the night
Wet sidewalks this morning.
The cardinal sings
His spring song.
The robins hop hopeful
For worms.
We added new pussy willows
To the front table.
The weather map shows
Slightly higher temperatures.
There were turnings this week.
We are spending the weekend
In Denver,
Hopeful for spring
As the robins are,
Hopeful for
More signs of new life.
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