December 17 - December 21
on the winter solstice
the earth pauses to look
longingly over it's shoulder at
warm summer memories while
opening it's arms to embrace
the cold magic of far away stars
artfully etched on windshields in the drive
teetering
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Jean, no one but you will understand this. it wasn’t the message but the texture that reached right inside. We’ve been having a very painful time without the close side (15 feet between our houses) neighbors. We were such good friends with them for over 25 years until the husband died and within a month, the wife fell madly in love with a multi-millionaire, uneducated, from Boston. Life has changed 180 degrees. That’s all I need to say, I think. The close space has been “declared” by red property marker, cursing, etc. I feel like I have an ulcer. Rather, until four days ago, “felt”. I was dreading going out there when it was necessary, and out of nowhere I…