Something New

The promise of something new hangs in the air.
Will I grasp it?

I think I might
but what will become of the past.
Can I take it with me or
would that be wrong.

I shall wait
and wonder.
Its happy time waiting.
My friend waits with me.

Heat

The warmth of the day filled my head,
leaving no room for usual thoughts.

Anger and frustration sat on the sideline
watching. And waiting.

But the sun kept shining and all through the day
the birds filled in the gaps with their songs.

Then the cold north wind brought sleet
and the contented peace was displaced.

And tomorrow more sun is forecast.
My friend and I like tomorrows.

Waiting for the Sun

Moments ago the sun was shining

but oddly it made me feel sad.

Thoughts turned inward and searching

for answers that I never had.

Then rain came and wind

blew cobwebs away

and I felt a strange calmness

wash over the day.

The sun is still hiding

and I wait by the door

watching the raindrops

bounce from the floor.

I am patient and know

that the sun will come back.

So I'll sit here and ponder

as life stays on track.

When Nature Decides

A lump formed in my throat
as I looked down at the small, lifeless form.

Bitterly cold and wet
and then a breath; a whisper
and a distant heartbeat.

For three hours we warmed
and held and tried to massage
a dwindling life.

I think it was the cold.
Its not spring up here.
Its still winter.

And winter took a new life.