A bonus poem today. Same observations as the poem earlier today but shorter and with a thoughtful finish. Enjoy the poem, and enjoy all life’s little moments. Loves.
The constant humm of wind over the chimney.
Sleepy nods of the tree tops.
Snowdevils tumbling across the fields.
Birds fluffed against the chill.
Cold sun bouncing off the white crust.
The fresh now a blank canvas
erased of all tracks except tracks of the wind.
And me, snuggled deep in the quietude
grateful for every minute of life.