February’s Thaw

Soften snow sweltersbeneath my snow shoed feet,as sun glistens then stirs each brisk February season. It’s a time of sharing hearts,of throwing kisses in the wind,as length of days chattermy drowsy woodland awakens. Icicles drip, drip, drip rhythmictapping upon snow, echoes thewoodpecker a symphony of soundsdown lazy land, pastoral paths. I still my stride in hopesContinue reading “February’s Thaw”

October’s Final Dance

My soul is still as late October’s sun glows above fingered bare branches. My heart is chilled as Autumn clings tightly to daylight. My mind wanders… as darken cornfields twist, trembling their fibrous dried stalks. Yet, happiness comes from chattering oaks dancing in November. “Let them praise His name with the dance; Let them singContinue reading “October’s Final Dance”