At a loss for words,

I ask my granddaughters for

some help. “What should I

write about?” I ask and they

reply, “How about

how wonderful we are or

how the moon reflects 

upon the pond or the snow

that’s on the way?” I 

consider each suggestion

carefully and then

settle on this unspoken

one for which I find the words.

                                                                                                     JDG