yesterday in solitude
two rabbits approached to play
where we put out bird seed.
just like a puppy, the bunny rolled around in an earthen indentation
while the doves fed and quail strutted.
roadrunner came by for a frantic visit
going this way and that.
I have so many wild pets and birds
that when thunder came by this afternoon
I was not lonely.
Never wanting for anything
the scent of desert waters
reminds me of childhood
when watching storms was the greatest pleasure,
yet when I hear your story
I wish there was something I could say
to ease your young mind.
The only thing I can think of
is what Mama would say to me
when lightning and tears
felt like they would surely suffocate my spirit:
“Keep that chin up, honey,”
You are stronger than you know.”