Mid-winter thoughts
I sat outside with my dog
Looking at the lake and sky
And hundreds of trees standing stock still
As if at attention
Like an honor guard
Not a twig moving.
I sat on the porch in this wintry clime,
Breathing deeply,
Feasting my senses
Imbibing the stillness
Of an Indian summer day
On January, the 4th, 2007.
Former president Ford just buried;
Saddam Hussein just hung;
The 110th Congress just organized
With the first ever female Speaker.
Has equality arrived
After more than 200 years?
It's a lot to take in.
The earth has paused
On this balmy day
To let me do just that.
I sat outside with my dog
Looking at the lake and sky
And hundreds of trees standing stock still
As if at attention
Like an honor guard
Not a twig moving.
I sat on the porch in this wintry clime,
Breathing deeply,
Feasting my senses
Imbibing the stillness
Of an Indian summer day
On January, the 4th, 2007.
Former president Ford just buried;
Saddam Hussein just hung;
The 110th Congress just organized
With the first ever female Speaker.
Has equality arrived
After more than 200 years?
It's a lot to take in.
The earth has paused
On this balmy day
To let me do just that.
