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.
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)
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
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
and the wheels still spin
and we try and wish and blow
and hope for a change
Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face
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