I climb in bed
the sheets are warm
he’s already snoring

my feet wet
from the grass—
a slug

winter
snow flakes
collect on a rabbit's back

winter day
brings old stories
from grandma

crisp autumn morning
under my feet
the leaves crunch

Tennessee Mountains…
more visible
than my dreams

winter paws
outside
my window

sweaty children heading in
bathtub water running
the sun descending

two people
within a million stars
a kiss good night

end of fall
bitter wind
the beginning of a friendship

the sound of music
she smiles
in the dark

summer night
in the dark
the sound of music

the warmth of the sun
a mother recalls
the first word spoken

winter falls
fresh cut wood
now covered

looking out the window
the child prays
for snow

cold lips
suddenly warm…
my first kiss

snow is falling
a child’s hand
a cat’s meow

end of fall
bitter wind
the beginning of a friendship

a quiet prayer for snow
backpack full
of unfinished homework

afternoon wind
pushes snow
against the shed

facing winter
          the driver stops
not soon enough