on a snowy day
Ok, so maybe it took over 2 hours to get to work.
Maybe a distraught stuck woman called others ‘idiots’ as we passed her.
Maybe there was a bit of bumper cars with a guard rail.
Maybe school buses were every where with their single white flashing light
making me wonder, and wish the kids had a snow day.
Maybe I spent most of the day in a rather weird place,
Clawing for things to count in gift –
some days are rather dry,
I made Donna laugh at my attempts –
my best gift of this day.
Overall the beauty of the snowy world filled my soul,
and traffic was slow enough for me to capture the cross on the hill,
white on white,
life and death always blend.
Grace covers the hills and valley.
Fire and light split the morning sky.