Late night blandering

What a day.
A day filled with birthdays and funerals. Great joy slammed by life's realities.
No details; just a glimpse of the roller coaster we all ride. I really wanted to say something monumental, or at least thought stirring. My brain is spent, my soul taxed.
I leave you this.

KODIAK WINTER

Old man bent,
writhing in the wind,
young spruce struggles,
to survive March gale.

What else can I say.
Thank you Ish for reading
Peace
G.