Snow effects….

What a difference a day makes….
In so many ways…



My dear Old Girl,
       Showing more age
than wished to admit…

Mud slid beneath paw
    Haunches quiver
From icy trials the day before.

A hushed… deep…
    dreamless night
A clock ringed twice and then

Years removed
   Blocks before to stumble
Covered with soft, silent air

My Precious Pup returns
   in Moments of Brooklyn lots
Reclaimed as a the world changes
        its contrast.

Age will return,
    In hours enough.
For now, a gift outside
           of Time.


with Love, Light and Blessings….


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