When winter wraps her wrinkled arms around
when her first snow flake touches
my upturned cheek
and whispers winter tales
about cocoons and butterflies,
I shiver slightly, reliving the memorized
cadence of cold.
Sleepwalking dried autumn leaves
seeking burial grounds.
Comanche rose bushes
fiddle the harmony against my bedroom window
as the naked silver maple hulas
to the wail of the willows
while the wind whistles approval.
Brown blades of grass
encrusted with customized shields
crunch beneath my red rubber boots
on stiffened earth.
The shock-absorbing bounce of summer ground
is buried beneath promises
like my tulip bulbs.
Icicles, suspended in stalactite formations,
spotlighted by the noonday sun,
sparkle haunting melodies.
I hear again the primeval hush
of the first snow enveloping the earth
shrouding the trees and shrubs
stuccoing the buildings
shouting, "God is as near as your frozen breath."
Arkansas Snow Day
In Fayetteville it’s two below.
It’s not so cold in Conway, though.
I wonder how the Yankees feel,
And why Arkansans love the snow.
We listen, as our veins congeal,
To tales from Maine, that seem unreal,
Of public schools that never close
Till snow would hide a tractor wheel.
We nodded as the puddles froze,
And Minnesota drivers, those
Who knew the way to handle ice,
Abandoned cars and, blue of nose,
Walked home, and sometimes did it twice,
While we, who thought it might be nice
To watch the kids play, let them go,
And found our off-day worth the price.
Christmas Love Every Day
Christ the King was born
on Christmas Day to be
our Lord and Saviour.
He loves and cares about everybody.
His love reaches through
our hearts to love people
all around the world,
no matter what color, language,
where they live, and denomination.
Christmas love brings about
the goodness of doing a kindly deed.
Sharing and caring about each
Giving to each person a helping hand
no matter what color, language, and denomination.
Let’s spread Christmas love all around the world
every day of the year.