{ out my window }

Out my window

....there is snow.

much of it,

seemingly never-ending

out my window

there is a barn-full of friends

waiting for the final thaw

out my window

is a man

with a make-do shovel

carving a path

that will allow the dogs

to rest their feet from

the sharp-coldness of frozen slivers

out my window

are tiny feathered creatures

nesting in brightly colored cups

of recycled wool scraps

out my window

underneath the heavy drifts and banks

is the promise of green beginnings...

{written by me}

yes, I am a poet...i first had a couple poems published when I was a teenager,

and won a couple Poem Laureate awards...

mostly, I keep my poems to myself...in my head.

but I thought I would share this one with you.

I am here in the farmhouse, again.

yesterday was a treat to be able to get out & drive to Lynchburg.
Hannah & I ate at Hardee's
(the Jalepeno Burgers are back! woohoo!!}
and went to the bookstore and to Michaels' & Joann's...

this morning i was supposed to drive to Fishersville to set up for the show tomorrow,

but I can't get out of my driveway - again.

It looks as though I won't make the show tomorrow....hoping that there will be a good turnout though for the people that can make it!

the shop is closed as well today & tomorrow,

because you can't get down my driveway either!

So here I'll stay,

painting, stitching, hooking...

writing poems in my mind.

Wishing you a day-full of dreams...

Blessed be,

Lori