Driving Home at 6 am, December 30, 2020
I turn a corner slowly,
Watching out for deer.
My headlight catches
The speed limit sign,
Twenty-five, and I smile-----
I am alive!
It is the end of another year
And the rollcall of the famous dead
Tumbles through my brain
And I rejoice:
I am alive!
Snowflakes tumble slowly downward
Bound to gravity,
Bound to the earth,
And I rejoice:
Walking now toward my front door
As if I were in a snowglobe
Freshly shaken.
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