FROSTY TEMPERATURES HAVE MOVED IN
I MAKE MY CRUNCHY WAY ACROSS THE YARD
TO THE CHICKEN COOP
THAT FIRST BREATH OF COLD IS
MY MORNING MOMENT
I AM NOT SURE WHY I CONNECT SO DEEPLY AND BEAUTIFULLY
IN THIS INSTANT
BUT THE BIRDS AT OUR FEEDER KNOW IT
AND I SMILE AT THEM FROM THE CENTER OF MY SOUL.