happy whatever

happy whatever bruin says at the end of our call
in regards to the slew of wintry holidays approaching
not in a dismissive manner, but in an attempt at inclusivity

happy happy he says and we hang up laughing
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the pit pat of rain spit spatting
on the carport and the quickly melting snow
when i step outside
on this almost-solstice day
when we meant to put boats in the water
but there was singing and
so much to-do to do

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the singing begins
with a song from georgia (the country, not the state)
that is a song to a spring
that had run dry