There is a beauty in it,this cold,
this frozen landscape
of snow,
the barren trees reaching up
against a sky of grey,
the sunlight glistening
like frosting on a cake,
fingers, cold inside of gloves,
feet that start to ache,
dogs sniffing anything
they come across that day,
The coldness of a night sky
with a million stars,
the Big Dipper sparkling
above us, where we are.
cfblack, 2-8-2021
Doctor Grandma 