Midlife

The wind is unrelenting,
and I shield my eyes
to stare towards the horizon.
Just when something
is almost in focus,
heat waves and haze
obscure the shapes dancing
in and out of sight. I wait
a few more minutes
before the angry gusts
nudge me forward, a reminder
that resting any longer
will not keep away the snow.

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