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

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

always the baker
coming up with concoctions
to sweeten our lives

snow arrived today.
soft, slippery, it snuck in
and brought back this piece:

in the purple night
on our perfect patio
completion beckons.

a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect

a busted-lip morn
as i mourn this stage of life:
dry. unforgiving.

one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)

a soft Saturday
to soften life’s hard edges
with kindness and calm
my life in a meal:
always trying for the pic
always missing it

parenting problems
don’t end when the kids grow up
(they can still break you)
Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face

