The forgetfulness of squirrels

A poem-in-progress

Someone I once loved told me what I thought was one of my biggest weaknesses was actually an asset. And I’ve never stopped thinking about it. The grace love offers us, the redefining of our failures as strength.

Yesterday, I took Noah to Burr Oaks, a conservation center. We looked at fish and snakes and birds, learned how to tell clean water from pollut…