snow like stardust
sparkling in morning light
to begin our day

snow like stardust
sparkling in morning light
to begin our day
2020 ends
in the same way it began
(with downhill skiing)
2020 ends
nearly every way different
than a year ago
2020 brings
a balance of sorrow, joy
hidden behind masks
2020 ends
with screens controlling our lives
(searching for meaning)
2021
with its 5-syllable self
will bring us new hope
almost all love skis
and that’s enough for today
that, and fresh powder
on this dreary day
plagued by plagues, wildfires
votes matter so much
pets like to make prints
on freshly-laid, level sand
yet he keeps at it
instructions, really?
i’ll pour it into a pan
and hope for the best
zucchini: the best.
it will make anything work
(yes, like my husband)
can you imagine?
finding this at age nineteen?
this gem of a love?
why, yes, that’s a bloom
after a summer snowstorm
they both still love me
only this sunrise
shaped by feared wildfires
could make these strange scenes
we’re taking this risk
because it’s what we both love
and without love, what?
this mountain’s too steep
but i know he won’t turn back
he’d never turn back
twenty-two years in
we’ve climbed many a mountain
and have won each view
you can’t get this far
without climbing some mountains
oh, but the aspens.