Bright
day, sunny day, storm clouds gather
to
the West, there are decisions to be made.
Some
none of my business; some pertinent
and
ascribed to me personally. I can choose
to
act, to ignore or delay. Today, sunny and
bright.
Storm clouds gathering to the West
with
might. I slip on my pants, button my
shirt,
secure my boot straps in place, don-
ning
my first-class, Postal Service attitude,
and
head out into the world no matter the
case—Neither
snow nor rain nor heat nor
gloom
of night can stay me from the swift
completion
of my appointed rounds. Even
though,
I might add, expecting unforeseen
obstacles
to be blocking the way.
Chris
Hanch 9-27-19
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