I know it isn’t

bits of cloud fallen to earth,

but the child within

sees it that way.

JDG

Slipping and sliding

into my eighty-third year

thanks to this wintry mix.

JDG

Before the sun fully crests

the horizon, a peaceful

stillness embraces the land.

No flutter of wings,

no cawing or cooing,

no meowing or barking,

no mooing or crowing.

Just the rhythmic drip of melting snow.

JDG

Red cardinal, green tree,

white snow – what a colorful

hello and goodbye.

JDG

Today clouds showered us with

gifts of white. No telling what

they’ll bring us tomorrow.

JDG

Welcoming sunlight

after cold, rainy days.

Gratitude abounds.

JDG

The birds came flying

to the feeder this cold day.

They’ll eat and then be on their way.

JDG

No messing about,

just a quick in and out

on this rainy day.

JDG

As the days grow shorter and colder,

our walks grow shorter too,

causing Knox,

much to the cat’s dismay,

to sniff out other forms of play.

JDG

Mornings Knox and I walk

to the beat of a wordless song.

Often we’re accompanied by the sun

as the moon nods off after

a glorious night of stardom.

JDG