FEBRUARY 6, 2025
Again, I look, but cannot see
Is there a horizon for you and me?
The only color is green and it
Makes me feel like Silverstein’s
Queen. Such a day with everything
Gray. The sky, the clouds and the
Lake all the same shade, but who
Are we to say or dictate. We should
Be happy just to be about and be
Able to observe nature and all of
Its wonders. We can be whimsical
As we chase up and down the shore
Laughing and crying forever more
The wind, the glare, the constant color.
It never seems to change up. It is more
Like an overflowing cup. Soon we
Will see upon the hill, snowmen fighting
a royal battle. It will be a fight to see
Snow flying from tree to tree. As long as
No one gets hurt, everything wiil be fine.
STEVE HAARMAN aka Stanski
February 6, ^
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