my funny valentine

hooray! hooray! it's valentine's day,

so do something sweet, and send me a treat,

if treats are too costly, just send me a hug,

'cuz i'm your one and only, sweet valentine's pug.

winter waking

the snow blowers are blowing,

and snow plows rumble by,

can't hear those roosters crowing,

the sun's not in the sky.

the shovels scrape the sidewalks,

so kids can get to school,

i don't need my loud alarm clock,

the noise outside will do.

another minnesota morning,

and "you betcha" it's sure cold,

i dream of global warming,

and summer days of old.

the fluffiest snow i ever saw

how do you capture fluffy,

when you photograph the snow?

i wish someone could tell me,

because i do not know.

today would have been perfect,

but i didn't have a clue.

so i just marveled at it's lightness,

as i kicked it with my shoe.

i commented to my neighbor,

who was out to get his mail,

he didn't seem quite as impressed,

by this minute detail.

but i was quite delighted,

at it's texture and it's hue,

though i didn't take a picture,

i think this poem will do.

grey days

all of these grey days,

are turning me blue,

it's making it hard,

to do what i do,

it's making it hard,

to smile and to sing,

i'm finding it hard,

to do anything,

so i just keep on doing,

and singing in spite,

of these awful grey days,

and i pray for sunlight.

caught up in the light,

by sparkles in the snow,

gold across my bedspread,

icicles aglow,

soft and subtle shadows,

warm and gentle hues,

illuminated treasures,

morning light my muse.

close to my heart

photo edge by Cottage Arts

the sun is shining brightly,

the guests have all gone home,

everything is peaceful,

and i have some time alone.

time to look at photos,

of christmastime together,

the faces of the ones i love,

the people that i treasure.

in many ways, it makes me sad,

that we're so far apart,

that is why i scrapbook,

so they'll stay close to my heart.

Minnesota Morning

When you go out in the morning,

And it’s minus six degrees,

You’d better wear your long johns,

Or else your legs will freeze.

You ought to wear a sweater,

And don your warmest coat,

Be sure your face is covered,

Wrap a scarf around your throat.

Two pairs of socks inside your boots,

Will help your toes feel good,

Wear gloves inside your mittens,

And don’t forget your hood.

By the time you get all bundled,

You’ll have worked up quite a sweat,

So head outside just to cool off,

The cold you will forget.