I read the news and
it isn’t good.
It’s not safe outside
my neighborhood.
I’ve been too long
staying out of trouble…
safe at home
in my COVID Bubble.
I read the news and
it isn’t good.
It’s not safe outside
my neighborhood.
I’ve been too long
staying out of trouble…
safe at home
in my COVID Bubble.
Life’s back to normal.
The “heat dome’s” gone.
The morning is chilly.
My furnace kicked on.
The bunnies are growing bigger and bigger.
They’ve lost their trim baby-bunny fig’re.
They get enough food ‘cause they’re eating my plants
(a most unfortunate circumstance).
But the streams are drying as the weather is hotter.
So, where are the bunnies getting their water?
Butterflies. Rainbows.
Fairies in a ring.
Dancing elves. Unicorns.
Things to make you sing.
The fog made it cool
for my daily mile.
My pace is slowing.
It takes awhile.
It’s been three weeks since we had rain.
The weather is hotter and hotter.
The bunnies still play out in my yard.
Where are they finding their water?
I read the news
and it wasn’t good.
Folks aren’t behaving the
way they should.
They’re killing each other
left and right.
Shooting’s a sport on
Saturday night.
Ho Hum.
There’s a blanket of fog—
moved in overnight.
The world’s a white blankness—
nothng in sight.
July 4, 2021
Washington State Re-Opens
They say this Celebration
marks the End of the COVID Fear.
They say if you get the new Vaccine,
you face a Bright New Year.
They say for some,
it’s getting worse.
For most of us,
we’ve passed the Curse.
They say our lives
will all be changed…
our “normal” patterns
re-arranged…
We mourn: Six hundred thousand dead.
But, now we see there’s life ahead.
We had a look at the face of death.
Now we’re grateful for our life and breath.
It’s hard to say Goodbye to a friend….
…to be there with him at life’s end…
…to give a final, loving pet…
…the slow and tear-stained trip to the Vet.