Christina A. Sharik

NO COMPLAINTS

Look at all this mud, I thought,
now that Spring is on the way ~
all the rain has made a mess;
It’s been thundering all day.

I looked out past the hedges,
through the open door ~
Then I remembered something
that had to do with War…

A morass of muddy foxholes,
a chilly scene, and dreary:
Who am I to grumble
when others are so weary?

Photograph by Eric Feferberg/AFP
Photograph by Eric Feferberg/AFP