Moving Mountains
Think chicken coop cleaning
and a giant red poly shovel
with a flashy red jumbo bow
comes to mind,
the one you bought
when you were shopping
from our Christmas Lists
(that you start asking for
every October),
unsteady on your feet,
right before you fell out of bed,
prompting an MRI
and sweeping you into surgery
that revealed a
and sweeping you into surgery
that revealed a
Stage 4 Glioblastoma
that stopped the world-
a red shovel that can
clean coops,
spread fertilizer,
break ground.
If only it could
move this mountain.