They Come and They Go…
Fossil Trilobite (Trimerus stelmophorus), South Central Pennsylvania, c. 400 million years old
Courtesy The State Museum of Pennsylvania

The quiet hills around us—
And February snow—
Can likely melt toward April
Before the month may grow

Chances maybe equal
To happen until Spring—
What decides above us
Which either half will bring?

In either case the decade
Seems melting toward a war—
Although it’s more than likely
Most all of us ignore

Except the ones whose business
Is planning years to fight
As those who light a lantern
Think mostly of the night

What will the hills think of us
When cities blaze afar?
As much as hills in nighttime
Think of a distant star

They seem to rise forever
Seem likely rising more
Must see another conflict
And watch another war