Doctor Grandma

A bird sings outside my window

announcing the New Year,

This is “winter” in South Carolina,

Leaves cover my yard so thick

there is nowhere to begin,

They provide a cover for squirrels

to hide their treasures,

A blanket for snakes

to pursue their path,

The Sun shines bright

providing warmth,

It is 50 degrees,

and a Carolina Wren

sings her song of promise.

—cfblack              12-31-2014

Tags: poetry

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