I went to the Island today, and the wildlife there looks at us visitors as interlopers of their land. That we are.
It seems like the winter kept its nails dug in for much longer than normal, but nothing about 2020 is normal. Winter lingered- thankfully so - because it gave us a chance to flatten the curve and the dreary days did not inspire social behaviour distanced or otherwise.
But today! Oh what a day! Today is pathetic fallacy reflecting our hopes, and we bask in it - afraid we will have to go back inside. Let me stay out just a little longer please...
I’m relieved winter is done. I turn, like a sunflower, to warmth to heal me and help me grow.
The final stanza of my son’s most recent poem says it best:
Four seasons,
I change alongside them.
Winter has ceased now,
I have grown.
Indeed, we all have.
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