i'll write a haiku
as easy as this damn day
filled with lines. and love.
you will never know
how hard i've tried to earn this.
you can taste the snow.
you can taste blue sky.
it comes in moments, this love.
moments found on slopes.
a powder escape
from the harsh reality
of everyday life
powder power pulls
relentlessly through the snow
bringing us to light
not what i had planned
(before we were so broken)
yet bright, all the same
why, yes, i bought cups
to go with my nespresso
(luxury at home)
our symbolic cat
sitting by his empty plate
waiting for his love
always the baker
coming up with concoctions
to sweeten our lives
just a year ago
i taught my boy how to ski.
(he learned in one day)
i search for the moon
early in the day; not night
how it shines so bright
world reflected
with wooden beams, windy view
and skis. always skis.
this is my slipper
this puzzle box is my home
(happiness. cat style.)
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