I am a somewhat weather-dependent

landscape-dependent person

who is very aware

that the people I care about

can seriously intrude

into the moods those realities create.


That happens

when those folks I love

have tough agendas

with which to cope.


My loving has many facets

and moving in their midst

is both wonderful and complex.


What happens to my moods

so often seems beyond my control.

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