I am hopeful. I will work my way around the block in an hour. The sand hills may keep me company.
The sand hills wheel
Overhead.
We know north
Is the final destination
This time around.
We leave the front door
Open
To hear the seasons turn.
It’s warm
Unseasonably.
My feet woke up hopeful
This morning
Cranes and feet
What a combination!
I will head out north
Around the block
Me and the cranes
Wheeling
Hopeful with spring
Possibilities.
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