Chocolate Mint Milkshakes
don’t nourish bodies much, but
they sure can cause a soul to shine.
It’s natural to treat cuts and scrapes
with aloe and band-aids of funny shapes,
kiss it and wish it “all better.”
Yet those dark seasons come and
whisper “despair”; over here, over there,
pouring salt in wounds no one sees.
One of life’s cruelest tricks
leaves us broken and sick
no package to buy for our healing.
Soon it is June, the perfect time
to smell soft summer air drifting—
stringing hope like bright rays of sun.
In winter’s absence, grass grows
in shades of green; minty delights
meant to be tasted.