Jan. 16 and 17

This Is Just To Tell You



I have eaten
the banana bread
that was on
the counter

and which
you were likely
saving
for a snack

Forgive me
it was fantastic
so soft
and so rich

***


I like your crystal flakes,
your icy piles of snow,
but my heart is gonna break
Winter, please go.

I like some chilly days
with cocoa and a novel,
But the cold just stays and stays,
as I sit inside my hovel.

Take off with your ice,
leave with your cold mornings.
Your season, Winter dear,
is getting awfully boring.