crunch squeak crunch squeak crunch
shovel down up and over
snow clouds in my face
crunch squeak crunch squeak crunch
shovel down up and over
snow clouds in my face
one of the photos that accompany the afternoon haiku
sun sun surely stay
always be here every day
lighting up our lives
the wind blows the snow
out of trees and through the air
to tingle noses
kissing clouds above
create delight in their sight
as they dance on by
every day is new
I love to watch the world change
so much excitement
holding onto snow
trying the impossible
one hand at a time
the day flies away
as the sky changes to dark
it has made its mark
come little children
gather round to hear the sound
of one hand clapping
resting in awe now
there are always other days
to shovel the snow
dark gray clouds float by
settling into nightfall
time for gratitude
kissing clouds dance by
unaware of all our eyes
watching their closeness
lights stars and tinsel
Christmas trees and lots of smiles
make me smile with love
this time of the year
pushes away all my fears
and makes me believe
in new beginnings