Monday, January 02, 2012

Winter Charm

Can it be, is it possible
That Winter has slipped in
Unannounced with whispers
Of snow drifting, dancing, daring
Me to come and play?

I laugh, of course, laugh softly
As I breathe crystal rivers
Onto my windowpane.
For there is little snow outside
Just a tease, a threat, a charm.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I love the contemplative playfulness here!