Raccoon 2/7/25

We were in the wrong place,

at the wrong time,

you and me~

dear raccoon.

Every story, after all,

ends with death.

Ours ended,

before it began~

with your death,

(fortunately for me)

and not my own.

All of creation,

groans.

I groan with you,

dear raccoon,

dear raccoon,

and with all of creation.

~FS