Haven’t seen the sparkling snow

Winter, at the edge of its moment

filters down with gentle reminders that

I haven’t been paying attention.


I close my eyes waiting for spring

and I miss

the sparkle.

One friend said the snow looked like rhinestones.

? Really? When?

When I was on my way to work…..

When I was dodging bleak piles of dirty snow…..

When I was dreaming of Spring….

When I lost my mitten……

Winter is a divine goddess

beckoning to us with her glistening eyes

to sit by the fire

drink the tea, the cocoa

to take turns telling tall tales long into the night.


There is no sun today,

but there are flakes,

which have slowed their fall

so I can see each one.

What on earth, will I do with that, this day?





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