The Squall

The snow crinkles  And crumples underfoot Tiny, shiny crystals In every nook Of where I’ve been But where I’m going Those future steps The snow’s not showing Again tomorrow More snow will fall On where I’ve been I’ll try to recall Tiny, shiny crystals After the squall

Somewhere

Somewhere Palm trees sway In the slightest breeze Of a tropical day Somewhere Sunbathers lay Without a care Near a crystal bay Somewhere Paradise is found When lulled to sleep By soft island sounds Somewhere Winter intrudes A frigid invader With an icy attitude Somewhere Palm trees sway If only in my dreams This frozen… Read More Somewhere