Waiting on the weather
report. Come dawn
we’ll know better
but for now it’s
unseasonably warm.
Which makes these words
unreasonably harsh.
Why burden your burden?
You sink stones in mud
to step on, a way across,
why be mean to your means,
unless you seek an end?
OPTIONAL POETRY 
Reblogged this on O at the Edges and commented:
C offers wisdom in simplicity: “Why burden your burden,” indeed!
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Thanks for the reblog!
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You’re very welcome!
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