Poetry

Resilience (4/1/23)

Woke up this morning
To a world blanketed in 
White

Unwelcome snow
Crushing spirits in
April

The winter has been
Hard enough
Why now?

Don’t we deserve the 
Green life of
Spring?

I look out the front window
My poor birch tree
Flattened.

The weight of
Snow and ice
Overwhelming

My first instinct is to
Go out and
Help

Knock the snow off
Her branches
Rescue her

But what if her branches
Are encased in ice and 
Brittle?

And helping ease her
Weight will cause them to
Snap?

So I wait with
Bated breath
Hopeful

The the sun’s warmth
Will bring her back to
Life

In her own time
She will stand tall
Again.