I miss, group poem, kripalu

This month's poem "I miss," is a group poem, created from a prompt in The Wild Scribe in the chapter titled: Solastalgia: The Loss of Home. It was written at the Kripalu Wild Scribe Retreat I just facilitated. Michael is reading the poem, which was composed by all of the participants. After you’ve listened to it, write your own prose piece or poem, beginning with the words, “I miss…” What creature, feeling, plant, do you feel the loss of in this age of climate disruption and extinction? Let the words flow.