Eyes to the sky
snowflake blinds me
can’t help but smile

first snowstorm begins softly
showering for two days

cars skidding
drivers honk
impatience reigns

placid
watching through the bay window
sighing with relief

no place to go but sit tight
admiring the snow falling

wobbling
on snow filled sidewalks
climbing over snowbanks

cars stuck in knee high snow
cycles lost in powdered frost

ornate trees
winter fairyland parks, decked
in white coverlets

eyes fixed on blinding snow
recalling childhood winters.

© Tournesol ’14

Carpe Diem Timeglass