A note of thanks to all my friends for birthday wishes. 68 will be a great year!
Golden Winter Morning
The first day of winter follows
the longest night
Up early, before the sun, warming
days forecast, enough to melt
a week’s snow.
Deer active, plow through the white cover to reach
green clover below. As I plow piles, make a path
so the smiling mail lady can reach the box in
She brings cards of the season. Some with decorated trees,
Angels, snowy wood, the Magi. Some have deer who stand and
stare from a winter field.
Like the one who watches me.