Shadow
It's the second day of February so out the hole he creeps.
We wait to see does he see his shadow to know whether
or not we get six more winter weeks.
How crazy are we?
We're letting our future depend on a Groundhog's shadow.
Maybe the really shadow we are afraid to see
is the shadow that is our own insecurities.
Because how secure can we be in ourselves when we sit in wait in anticipation for to see if a Groundhog sees his shadow.
poem by Lore Me34
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