AprPAD: Day 26

As Changeable as Monday

Spring sunshine and then
a hard frost. A seasonal
split. Green shoots perish
in the night, running

toward life with arms up,
sleeveless and gloved,
and embalmed in
dry rainless gutters.

It’s such a cruel thing,
sudden change. It must
feel like hell. Flower
delivery today for my

neighbour whose husband
died Saturday. Social
distancing makes for
uncomfortable comforting.

for PA Day 26: Change

  
 
 

©️ Misky 2020 It’s Poem a Day month. These are all 1st drafts.

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