sentinel 

lonely in the wind
a sad soul leans
bracing against
the natural order
of birth and death
and all the years in between
sighing a little
settling in for winter
the silence of snow blankets
the frost of colorado january
standing sentry
over bare fields
and v’d geese winging away
to warmer places

 

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