January day
Dull gray clouds obscure the sky
Too warm for jeweled snow
Will it thus be so
World unrecognizable
In aeons ahead?
January day
Dull gray clouds obscure the sky
Too warm for jeweled snow
Will it thus be so
World unrecognizable
In aeons ahead?
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There will be blue skies and sunshine and it’s early yet, but I’m sure there will be some snow…
And hopefully the grey will not take over our future
Yes, I agree. We are supposed to get some sun here this week. I was thinking more of future generations, even beyond my grandchildren.
Hello Ina,
We grandparents share the same fears.
The future looks bleak, what with a few obscenely rich business families sucking away the earth’s wealth that belongs to all – humans, animals and plants.
I too worry about my grandchildren’s generation and beyond.
But instead of wringing my hands, I will do my best to create awareness among the pre-occupied lemmings in our midst. I’m working on my project now – researching and drafting manuscripts.
Peace and all good wishes ahead,
Eric
Good luck with the lemmings. Many thanks for hearing my concern and responding as one grandparent to another. Another thing we can do is be loving to fellow inhabitants of this fragile planet.
I also worry about my family in future decades. Change is the only consistency in life. But I had said I was going to leave my Christmas Dickens Village and other very cheerful Christmas decorations up until the first sign of bulbs coming up. Often that’s around the end of February. But yesterday,I walked out onto the porch and there were several groups of spring bulbs up a few inches! Then today I looked more closely at some dogwood trees and there were buds. I want to celebrate, but fear that freezes will keep any early budding plants and trees from blooming at all.
Wonderful signs of hope in your early blooming bulbs. Thanks, Eileen.
There will be blue skies that come again.
Thanks for your words of cheer. ❤
Sounds like our day
🙂