last night
when we walked home
a fox came crashing
out of the woods
and ran
down the middle
of the snowy road
in
and out
of the streetlights
it ran
before disappearing
into the dark
of the trees
it is ok
to trip
and fall
to kick
and flail
to doubt
and doubt
and doubt
just remember
to take a breath
see the colors
and allow love
Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 6:36 PM UTC
last night
when we walked home
a fox came crashing
out of the woods
and ran
down the middle
of the snowy road
in
and out
of the streetlights
it ran
before disappearing
into the dark
of the trees
it is ok
to trip
and fall
to kick
and flail
to doubt
and doubt
and doubt
just remember
to take a breath
see the colors
and allow love
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