Here again

It is a cold winter’s day, just after the winter solstice, and I am walking around my old neighbourhood. I haven’t been here for fifteen years, and it feels like a lifetime ago. I am headed to the woods that lie on the outskirts of this magnificent city. Even though I used to live so close, I never once visited them. It seem unimaginable to me now.

As I walk past the familiar shops, I notice something brown on the pavement. I kneel down and see that it is a little mouse. Perhaps a wood mouse? No clue as to what happened to this little one. I pick him up and put him in some soft tissue paper. Where to now? I decide to walk along the path towards the woods. There, at the end of the park I find a beautiful tree. I bury him with brown leaves fallen down on the earth.

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