Crows Circle above quietly checking for signs as winter lingers
Crows Circle above quietly checking for signs as winter lingers
Winter lingers here. Patches of ice, snow and grass, and crows watch for spring.
Snow and mud mingle. Neglected garden unveiled. Another cold day.
The ivy still clings As long shadows fill with light then darken again
Crows glide on light breeze as sound returns to the world I listen again
The snow melts away As patches of earth appear and the mud is revealed
No footsteps are seen The Snow is a blank canvas Beginning again
Disappointment? No. I have a Superpower! I’m invisible.
A new agenda plans and goals and strategies as sledders trudge by
2013 In the Icy glare of hope I’m not going back
The rising tide 