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
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