Groundhog

A morning lesson in living simply

Licensed under the Unsplash+ License, photo by Ales Krivec

He’s out again,
trusting the morning,
munching clover and alfalfa,
doing the small, necessary work
of keeping the Earth tended.

How simple it seems,
this life of hunger and safety,
of green things renewing themselves.

I stand at the window,
watching him move through the light,
as if it will hold him.
And I think how everything living
only wants what it needs:
a little peace,
a place to eat,
to not be afraid.

First published in The Bloomin’ Onion

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As always, a huge THANK YOU for taking the time to read my poem. Without you, my voice would be a whisper just floating in the air.

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