What I see

Picture this: Brooking steps

A little kid toddles across the street,
each hand clings to another hand.
parents holding the hands of their child,
unwilling to let go,
knowing that in time
the child will pull away,
growing up and leaving.

But, for now,
as the child still needs them,
the parents relish in the moment
that they can still help their little daughter
up the steps of life
towards her future dreams

With frightful look on her face,
she approaches,
each little step at a time:
scared not of life, but of the unexpected.
Only grown will she be scared of life and
love the unexpected.

Run Together

Step in step
a life of synchrony
breath in breath

Towards Spring

Drip, drip, drip

the last snow of winter melts

as the sun shines brightly overhead.

I see the droplets of water

falling off the tips of those gleaming,

ice stalactites.

The buds of flowers just

waiting to bloom,

revealing the beautiful colors of spring.

Droplets from those ever shortening icicles

add to the morning dew of the greening grass,

an indication of the coming transition

in to Spring.

During this time,

winter is not forgotten,

spring is not yet here,

but as the birds sing

and the air warms,

it is a reminder that winter is...

coming to a close;

the ice queen's tale is ending,

and happiness is on its way.

A smile spreads across my face

knowing that all will be well

and a new, better day

will come as tomorrow.