Fresh Blanket of Snow

Fresh Blanket of Snow

By Valerie J Laidlaw

My dreams throughout the night,

Had been filled

With brightly-blooming habiscus flowers,

And,

A colorful, floral summer day.

I woke up to a fresh blanket of snow.

The stillness of a gentle morning,

With large flakes sifting down,

Falling like dandruff,

On my Aussie’s black, thick fur.

I see him as he watches the sky,

Tilting his head upward.

Bellowing out,

Howling,

A lonesome, sad song.

I feel comfort, and coziness

In this snowy, calm scene,

Then,

I recall my dream,

And, look forward to those warmer days.

March 8, 2023

Change of Season

“Change of Season”
By Valerie J. Laidlaw
March 2, 2023

Yesterday,
The wind and the snow
Blew into drifts,
Higher than my hips.
March arrived,
Like a lion.
People ventured out,
Against travelling advise,
For a “Blizzard.”
As I sat outside, today,
With my morning café,
And, listened to the birds’ songs.
Beyond what I could see,
A cardinal, and a crow, both cried out,
Followed by a woodpecker’s drumming,
Interrupted by a distinctive, robin’s shout.
Although the red-breasted messenger of spring,
Was not seen,
Its song was clearly the melody he’d bring,
Foretelling of a season
Yet to be.
Bringing hope, here,
To the seemingly, endless Winter, we endure.