first day on the picket line

it's only

day one of the strike.

the workers

are out there with their

signs.

giddy with dance,

and smiles.

holding

their cups of coffee,

their

food and drinks,

their music on.

it's early in the game.

they want more pay,

they want to work

less time.

they want

more this, more that.

but winter is coming.

snow,

and rain, ice.

we'll see how long

this lasts,

when the bills aren't paid

and the baby 

is crying.