Sitting on the covered porch
Looking at the snow clad mountain
Sipping hot coffee
Laughing that we are finally grown up
After all only grown ups drink coffee!
We take turns
Naming shapes in the clouds
Just like the shapes seen in the stars
Only those above will
Morph….shift….change
The sun peaking out
Shining its bright gaze
Down upon us.
We talk about life
Laughing at past antics
Speaking of our dreams
The bright gleam in your eyes!
The cold wet tears
Awake me from a dream
A most wonderful vision
Of you here with us!
Thank you, Sis,
For your gentle touch
This afternoon through
The warmth of the Sun’s rays
Through the window!
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