Rising
Sunlight
Gilds
A
Strip
Of
Frozen
Grass
To
Glitter.
All
Is
Silent,
No
Bird
Song,
No
Cars
Pass.
The
Chill
Morning
Has
Begun.
After
Snowy
Days,
I welcome
A
Scrap
Of
Sun,
Though
It
Brings
No
Heat
To
My
Window
Seat.
Elastic
January
Stretches
On,
As
I wait
For
It
To
Be
Gone.