Still chilly for the time of year;
I scan my messages and learn
Sad news that makes my stomach churn:
When friends are suffering and fraught
Do we reach out as we ought?
A Writers' Group friend, U.S. chum*
Is grieving – he has lost his Mum ...
Then a birthday call to a sweet friend
Across the Alps – has doleful end ...
I'm told her in-law soon will be
Beyond the clouds due to big «C»;
Life's not a ship on even keel
Each unexpected wave is real
A sea of calm morphs into storm
Beyond us an uncertain dawn ...
(c) Poet in the woods 2019
* Nathan J.
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