I pause to savor

today’s uneventful calm

as I do what I

can to prepare for the storm

predicted for tomorrow.

JDG

There they go again,

splashing in the fountain on

this cold, winter day.

Why they do this I can’t say.

After all, it isn’t May.

JDG

,

Though some surrendered

and fell, by afternoon trees

and bushes began

to shed the heavy burden

of beauty bestowed by snow.

JDG

While waiting for my

Covid test results, I

slept my time away on

that warm, seventy degree

post Christmas, Virginia day.

JDG

Don’t know which causes

the biggest flutter, the wind

or the hungry birds,

but the cats seem interested 

in one and not the other.

JDG

On this cold morning

the cats and I watch the birds,

but Knox ignores them.

The squirrels, deer, and passing cars

hold much more interest for him.

JDG

Granddaughters at play

in the living room loudly

proclaim.”Peace on earth!”

and seeking that very peace,

I depart to my bedroom.

JDG

Knox’s friend, Molly,

is moving in just ten days,

but today they played,

enjoying each romp and roll,

oblivious of the morrow.

JDG

Knox lives in the now,

but acknowledges the past

by embodying

Roosevelt’s words: “Walk softly

and carry a big stick.”

JDG