CHANGE OF HABIT
Is it raining or draining?
You see, it snowed last night.
…probably the last one…
A big, fluffy snow.
Rich butter-frosting trees, yummy white roses—can you taste them?
In the middle of the night: thud, Thud, THUD!
Their weight on the branches slipped onto the roof, dropping over bedroom, kitchen and living—boom and doom.
Today it’s all tears, inside and out, for change is here.