Arrival of Snow

Yesterday I awakened to silence.

Quiet and still.

My breath held its own to blend in.

Quiet and still.

The frosted pane revealed not a thing.

As my finger etched a narrow line.

And the chill ran through me.

Then a stripe of white.

Possibly a clue.

Arrival of

Snow.

Today I was rousted from dreams

Soon to forget

And the wrestling of darkness

Soon to forget.

Light so bright bore down on the dawn.

Glistening so like diamonds falling from

Branches slouching, dripping with tears

Shimmering, crying, creating more puddles.

Departure of

Snow

Laurie B. Ballarad 2/9/2024