Lights OUT

Light’s OUT,
power’s gone
limbs are down
generator’s humming
fridge is chilling
wood stove is smoking
coffee’s hot,
mobile hot spot
lightening speed
technology rules
whether we like
it or not.

Think like a dog
smell that trail
embrace what’s
in front of you
and explore.
Sun’s shining
we’re okay,
life is beautiful

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