It’s the first day
of winter. And all is a-glow.
Spade – plow out in full force.
As the snow continues to fall.
Layer o’er layer of white icing packs. Children wake up
envisioning sleighs – snowmen – skates, the such.
Day or night mother earth is luminous.
Pretty lights brighten
inside – out.
Evergreen, afresh, weighty by white.
Tuffs of white stuff drop
Some shower down by whirls of
wind. Mothers festivity
is so inviting,