Saturday Morning

Out there the sun shines
snow into diamonds-
In here the washer
thumps to a stop
the heat puffs on-
Soon I’ll hear
the bells on the door
jangle your return
with a snow-covered black dog-
I breathe in quiet peace
Exhale gratitude.

About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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