Winter Flower

The valley was a wintery tableau

buried beneath a carpet of freshly fallen snow

where a defiant flower bulb did silently grow

snugged in beneath the frozen ground

it didn’t wait for spring to come around

already emerging safe and sound

A Trail In The Snow

The temperature was so low

it froze the newly fallen snow

Memorializing footprints on a trail

under the moon’s glow

It’s hard to tell where it will go

it’s a mystery we’ll never know

footprints of a man or beast?

or a reflection of a shadow?