MORNING 3/5/08
Quiet this morning, with the silence that comes with a heavy snowfall, still, no wind is blowing.
Looking out my window, I see a lone cardinal atop the snow covered arbor, through the gate
the pond is shrouded with a thick layer of white, snow nestles in the oak tree, and this mornings sun makes last years leaves gleam.
Winter is reluctant to leave , and pays no mind to the calendars that say Spring is coming, the ground that two days ago was bare and brown, is completely covered this morning.