Near the End of the First Winter of My Sixth Decade

Near the End of the First Winter of My Sixth Decade

Through a brick-lined alley where I read my life’s sentence
I step over a rivulet of snowmelt that flows behind me into the past

walking with an open cup of coffee in a soft cold rain

13 thoughts on “Near the End of the First Winter of My Sixth Decade

      1. A // W // F

        Us too! But I’m celebrating anyway. If there’s bright pink quince in the snow, all the better. 🙂 And the daffodils never seem to mind, either.

        Almost there !

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