Stroking Winter
Outside my window
snow settles like a cat
on trees and frozen ground,
curls contentedly
waiting
for some passing gust
to stroke its back
sending fine white hairs
skimming
across the blanketed fields
Outside my window
snow settles like a cat
on trees and frozen ground,
curls contentedly
waiting
for some passing gust
to stroke its back
sending fine white hairs
skimming
across the blanketed fields