Four poems

for the months of winter

2022
Memories
of the lost cobblestone

In recent days,
not far from
home,
the strange encounter
treated well
his steps to
far away,
though snow
and winds
of sorrow,
dancing.

2
For now, sunshine

For now, sunshine

brings joy to our
inner, subtle harvest
of memories that
come together
to exist
in one diluted
circle.

3
Your smile

Middle of February,
your smile brought happiness
and joy to those
who stirred at us
while walking down
the empty street
of Davenport
to New Orleans
and back.

Now we have brought

our lights
back home.

4
Snow in her shoes

Running down the halls

of her first year in school,
Britta smiled against
the mirror of the bath,
several hours later,
down inside her room.

In between

just snow and

windy memories
of June.