Shortened stride in falling snow, in England.

See a panorama cropped in every way.

Endangered birds still asking nothing mourn 

their missing heaven. All now tucked away.

The one good superpower is balance.

Just up to the next corner thoughts can stray.

Mouse to mouse move all the nearer for warmth

deep dreamers under white blankets they lay.

So slow the progress to the heart's desire

heroic steps bringing lover's Sunday.