Ice melting on the streets—
a reminder of global warming.
Sloshing, slipping, and skidding
along blacktops without a need
for brown, leather ice skates.
Birds migrating north to native
Big Sky Country where antelope
graze and picturesque scenery
creates the images found on postcards.
Two hundred miles away,
a park once known for naming
150 glaciers, dissolves its population
to a mere 27. A beautiful portrait
burns and fades underneath flaming skies.
Ungrateful, unthankful, and wasteful—
Mother Nature would be ashamed.
