Gifts of Winter

Because it’s harsh

requiring of us

a patient faith,

that there will come,

spring,

the gifts of winter,

diminish,

as the cold holds on.

 

But,

here’s one:

Maggie Mae’s legs,

wet snow,

clinging,

icy ornaments,

creating music as she walked,

as well as,

evoking shameless laughter,

until,

shame returned,

warm water,

melting the snow

from her legs,

as I thought:

remember this.IMG_6025

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