By Valerie J Laidlaw
A fresh blanket of pure white snow.
A peaceful quiet surrounds me.
I sit outside cloaked in my plush robe
Sipping a granny mug of warmed coffee
Spiked with a caramel monster java.
The moon and a few stars shine
In a fading dark blue, predawn sky
White fluffy clouds like clumps of quilt batting
Float eastward in the breeze.
The scraping sound breaks the silence
As a neighbor shovels his walk.
My Aussie howls to respond to a distant bark.
The sparrows are still asleep
As are the squirrels and bunnies
Still burrowed under the shed.
A winter world is waking up
As the sun slowly rises
Time to go inside
To warm up and wait
Till a new day begins,