Monday, January 18, 2010

Winter's Gone

It's not really winter anymore.
Trucks bring oranges at my whim.
Airplanes take me south, then north again.

It's not really winter anymore.
I've never even owned a horse,
But have a decorative fireplace, of course.

It's more gentle and through a lens,
Allusions to other times, same land,
When cold and death walked hand in hand.

No, it's not winter anymore.
But there's a picture on the wall
With Grandma's home-knit winter shawl.

1 comment:

Scott said...

I like this one. I feel the same way about winter. It is sad in a way.