HARD TO BELIEVE THIS

We have all seen winters
Have loved many of them
Even this one with
a preponderance of
white precipitation
We are all human
Know when enough
is enough and my opinion,
which is usually correct and
spot on, says that we have
reached that point
 
Nature, being nature may have
other plans. She may need
to have the lake rise again
Take back our beach and
some of her dunes, reclaiming
what we thought was ours
I have lost a dune, that
I didn’t want in the
first place, because it took
away our bocce court and also
an eight foot square deck,
a thirty year old bench
and five totems we had
placed in the sand
 
I look out the window
See snow falling off of
the branches of evergreens
and see deer tracks going
over to shrubs which are bitter
I know they nibble at them
and then walk away looking 
for some new treasure
They are habitual creatures
They go to the road knowing
they will find some salt
They are not thinking, but
instinctively wish this were over
So do we, you white tailed beauties
but we will have to wait
Won't we?
 
Stanski
January 24, 2020 ^