This is the plaque marking my induction into the Hall of Honor in the Unionville…
Snowdrifts skimming ice crust on Christmas Day,
my hair caught in the updraft as the sun set,
my ribcage caving in the cold because I wanted
to see the sun in the last of its arc over this
vastness that I call home.
We are never alone, no matter how
much the mind tells the heart otherwise.
©2016 Dora E. McQuaid
All peace to each one of you today.