I am feeling tears
in quiet repose,
she sits in a relaxing state of security,
our roof isn’t leaking
at least on this night while we feel the arctic air
begin building momentum.
I sometimes wish I might be elsewhere,
glance around and realize,
there’s an old adage,
something about taking care of things at home
before looking for an adventure that helps distract
ourselves from our mission in life.
Something like that.