As the Snow falls…

Silent snow flakes

flying through

the sky

The world

quiets

in its

Grace

a moment

in time

to rest

to dream

to play

to wonder…

Imagination

takes flight

watching

the delight…

Stories form

Poetry

whispers

it secrets

unfold

caress

hold

in the

stillness

as the snow

falls…

The Fog~

A grey

day in

May

I’ve come

to see

the pain

within…

Snow clings

to branches

made of

steel

don’t think

don’t feel

tell us

all about

it.

Here is

a pill

here comes

the sun,

what is

that?