moved out of the rain
hoping it won’t quickly
smother my fire
hot enough to withstand
first wave of light
rain but now it’s soaking
everything around
but dry where I sit
perched above under a small
roof can perfectly view
the fire from a distance
watch it fight the elements
and survive despite the wet
blanket falling fast
thankful for the day
the food and especially
the family I am a part of
thankful for my health
and security where I
rest my mind and body
recharges for the days ahead
left behind all the footprints
won’t ever retrace some steps
but might create a path
when I get comfortable...
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