Must we learn this way?
The joy of the Junco hopping on top of the snow,
is probably something I would always want to know
How to feel it with the shift of the wind when I choose
How to turn off the thoughts in my mind from bad news
There is snow melting, it is dripping like a clock,
making me think of time never stopped with a lock
Must we be covered in winter with the purity of white,
to learn how dark we make things, with actions not right?
Heidi Sands
1/27/24
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