littlest hands
with
careful touch
make soft-rolled fluffy snowmen
of whitest peppermint dough.
something’s lost
and
something’s gained
each time someone new arrives
rising from the sparkly snow.
“we build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.”
-walter scott
even the fairy village at my cottage took at hit
and as we wait for our power restoration
there are always a few shiny glimmers of hope on the horizon.
—
“we’ve got to rebuild human hearts –
and persuade people that hope isn’t just possible, but essential. “
-tony snow
I didn't have my glasses on.... 