On Being Late in Advance

Time, so impatient!

Snowflakes land on my eyelashes
as I step into the yard
to mow the lawn.

A ripe cherry
falls frozen
into my hand.

Icicles on the roof
melt a moment later.

Bright leaves
mix with blooming flowers.

Every question I ask
is answered in another life.

Every person I love
before I can tell them about it.

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