snow moment
Snow what a blessing
from above, crystals
with prisms that catch the light
an art form,
that can dazzle and delight
it is true, we can’t fall asleep
in plain sight,
enjoying the sun the same way
we can in summer
oh, but other delights await us
and the winter fun can begin
the slops are being groomed
snowshoes are being readied
I can smell the baking pies
and anticipate the wonder
in the children’s eyes
the happy smiles
when they fly down a hill
all bundled up, on their first toboggan ride
oh dear.. there is always
an old bear, who wants us to know
winter or not
he will have his time in the sun
truth be told
he is right of course,
no matter the season
there is never a good reason
to get out and enjoy
the day no matter what
I for one
will wear my new dress
and have fun
PL Precept #1 Life is Art
hmmm somehow Mr. Snowman, I don’t think that this is a friendly kiss
The rider had stopped for a break, I was close enough to the bike I could hear her settling down, the little pings, and noises that she made… what a beautiful sound. I toured her, and enjoyed viewing her. I believe that even inanimate objects know when they are loved and cared for. This lady had to purr when she was on the highway. Her owner took really good care of her. She had every right to be proud.
I did meet the owner ,=^_^= , when I was asked how did I know who owned the bike, I needed only to look, they must have cut quite the figure when the two of them took to the roads. Thank you Paul for being so courteous to someone who fell in love with your very special “lady”.
