Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Mirth...

Earthbound creatures, stomping through the white.
We hurled snowballs, we built snowmen.
We made snow angels – beating arms with frantic delight.
Cold wings, featherless flight.
Laughter carried on the wind.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Good eye. No surprise though since our mutual friend Tammy forewarned me. Any chance we can connect in the next few days? She talked you up relative to a unique opportunity I made her aware of.