january, too, will pass

after seven and still pre-dawn

january whispers and howls

its own dark way

but days will grow shorter

frail green stalks will lift

from under soil to begin again

the cycles of determined life

that sustain us without praise

MaryJane Nordgren

Author of the Nandria Series, MaryJane is a retired family practice physician who grew up in the Midwest but now lives in the Pacific Northwest.

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