.the trees.

i am warm
i am fortunate

someone came last evening
rang the door bell

the battery is going & it

the doors were shut as were
the curtains

i hid
it was after the cut off

this time is mine

so today we have the solstice
we look back, we look forward

we think of all the work they have done
all they have achieved this year and am
proud of them


i feel my life is a dawdle
no fingers to the bone
no more

she asked where it all came from.

i do not know
i replied

yet i saw the trees brought inside as natural
and i wondered