On a Winters Day
Snow
COLD
I hate this weather
if it lasts more than a day
It’s been here for days
that feel like forever.
I feel for the birds
I toss extra seed
and watch
as they dig in the white fluff
or come to peck
at the suet.
juncos, thrashers, finches,
and the ubiquitous sparrows
a little vireo cheeps
a woodpecker taps
they would all be here if it was warmer.
We will make it through this
into sunnier days
past the dark whiteness
of the deserts’ winter.
Dana Sanford 1–2–2019
