Looking,

out  windows,

of  the house.

 

Many feet of snow,

above the bumper of the blue car enveloped,

looking like a softly white puffy cotton cloud.

 

Outline of  pottery,

frogs,

barely showing through.

 

Earthen color,

reminder,

of  warmer days.

 

Foliage of Blue Holly,

and Climbing English Ivy,

eaten by a family of  hungry deer.

 

Icicles hanging from the roof,

a skating rink,

at the bottom of the stairs.

 

A time for being,

inside,

enjoying winter’s hibernation.

 

Furry dog,

who snuggles,

licks my face.

 

Taps me,

to tell me,

let  her out.

 

Will soon be,

glad to have,

her coat of fur removed.

 

Slinky soft cat,

who sits atop,

a pillow near my head.

 

Nuzzling,

for me to scratch,

behind her ears.

 

Arousing me,

to get up,

and let her out the door.

 

Sometimes, too,

hiding,

shadow in the room.

 

Waiting,

to spring forth,

upon the unsuspecting sadie dog.

 

The two of you having become good friends,

sitting side by side, and kissing,

makes us smile.

 

Creating art,

and time to explore,

the artist in me.

 

Daily meditation,

conversations,

and feeling love,

of family and friends.

 

What is such a mystery, Mother Earth,

underneath,

the mounds of snow.

 

The colors of the tree bark,

changing during winter’s season,

colors of sap appearing to flow.

 

Buds on trees,

i’ve seen,

a swelling.

 

Autumn leaves,

blanketing,

the flower beds.

 

Snowdrops, Crocus, and Hyacinths

will be the very firsts,

we see of spring.