To my chagrin, winter’s not over yet…
And to welcome the day heavy white
February petals, laden and white…
cascade in the morning light….
Far and near the world softens
Coffee is on…perking in tune…
to the sound of the rhythm’s this morning brings.
Big, fluffy snowflakes, large ornate drink umbrellas, downside,
dart and sway…linger – dangle, dance and play here, there,
in the atmosphere, my surrounding’s today.
Can a tulip not grow – bud in the snow?
Add some color just for show.
Or will it freeze in the cold…?
Amidst the chill of stubborn winter.