
don’t tell the cactus
about the polar vortex
blooming in the storm
all can be a joy to the world
just by being who they are

don’t tell the cactus
about the polar vortex
blooming in the storm
all can be a joy to the world
just by being who they are
winter loosens grip |
a whole day above freezing |
snow is almost gone

frozen snow packed roads
roughness of newly plowed clods
jarring all things loose

seen at a red light
parasailing on snow board
way to seize the day

patterns in the snow
the shadows won’t linger long
all are in transit