new snow will fall

 

 

                           I saw a few geese flying south

                           the days will turn colder soon

 

                           the warm days will be remembered

                           as the new flakes start to fall

 

                           but there are new beauties to behold

                           as ice patterns form on the window glass

 

                           I remember when we walked in the snow

                           years ago, arm in arm to the little grocery store

                           where we bought snacks to eat by the fire

 

                           the embers have died

                           the snow has stopped

 

                           we will remember this night

                           when the coyotes bark at the full moon

                           beckoning us to rest