Loretta Strharsky
Jun 8, 20231 min
A Poem by Loretta Strharsky
The sky has forgotten its morning blue
Just a sheet of grey textured only by darker grey
No snow flurries venture forth even if promised
No fog, no breeze
The winter bare aspens are quite still
The lone leaf on the Canada cherry
Doesn’t sway
And the birds?
They aren’t interested in the newly filled feeder
Sigh
It’s grey and dull besides.
03/23/2023