He beckoned to us
Called to all our hearts
“Come and Dance”
He called.
The trees along the edge
Stood.
Lifeguards of the lakeshore.
My toes, hesitant at first,
Rejoiced,
Walked the shores.
My mind danced
Sensations of joy
Shivering down my summer arms.
We splashed,
Dancing in the last light
As flickers of stars laughed,
Music in the heavens.
The sound the waves of the shore
Crashing, brilliant grace.
The moon was our face
Shining glory
To the Creator of
The Day.
a lonely pine is standing
in the north where high winds blow.
He sleeps; and the whitest blanket
wraps him in ice and snow.
(part of the poem “A Lonely Pine is Standing” by Heinrich Heine)
(above: our own not-so lonely tree blanketed in white)
Blessings after a snow filled weekend…
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the crunch of boots in snow
sisters tumbling giggles into the snow
the first snowman of the season
an open house gone well
reading out of the World Literature book
L and her drawing pencils scattered across the table
M and Z, two sisters, out in the yard
Z’s pink snow pants
R’s giggle
ham sandwiches and potato chips for lunch
a messy room after a clean weekend
phone calls to Papa sick and asking for cookies
Dad shining Him at the Haiti table
camera clicking
R sliding like a penguin down the hill
Kira, my personal foot warmer
(kaye ann silver)
I woke up this morning and what did I but see?
But millions of tiny snowflakes tumbling between leaves!
Breakfast was excitement and I think I heard someone say
“And come to think of it Kaye, you mowed only yesterday!”
(a random poem by me :) on the morning if the first real snow)
Blessings and safe travel to you on this snowing Saturday!
Kaye Ann
