A Death in Spring
A Death in Spring
New life everywhere -
Trees and meadows greening,
Winged migrants arriving and mating,
Even an opossum appears, large, possibly with pouched babies.
Next day a lifeless gray hump on the edge of the woods.
She wasn't playing 'possum.
Complications?
Poisoning?
Injured by a car?
We honor her struggles with a burial and remembrance,
Her death, a reminder that life, no matter how glorious in spring, will end.
And that each moment be one of gratitude and love.
Nature is a never-ending story, but for some it is.
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