First Day of Spring, 2022
It is a clear day,
a cold blue day,
as it is in Kyiv it seems,
but at least that crunch
beneath my feet
is frost, and that flash
is only the sun
on this first day of Spring.
The world, I know,
is as cruel as ever.
What can I do?;
only fight the guilt
that thought brings,
and watch the birds cling
to the strongest branches,
grasping each day as it comes.
Derek Ross
Beautiful expression of resolve and solidarity. Thank you, Derek. My daughter & I visited western Ukraine in 2016 and made wonderful connections there. Slava Ukraina!
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Your poem expresses what is in the hearts of so many of us right now.
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