to have dreams in Christmas winter
snow of blankets white
caressing the crisped landscape
enrapt by the season's might
a wide eyed lonely girl in an electric
scarf of blue
trudges her mind out to the sorrowful
edge of such moment's joy
beneath pale cranium
bundled torso and shivered limb
paying their own homage to the
snow smelled sky
just Giddy to see the vapor of her own breath
and wonderfully aware
of this picturesque miracle
an attestament to
one just being alive
one of a trillion more
of God's individual plans
such Splendid Folly
that is man
Melissa
(written Dec 2,2003 115am)