I thought it would be nice to write a beautiful poem today.
You know, gorgeous view outside … snow falling … gentle nature calling. Inspiring. All that.
And more importantly, me inside of the retirement community … caring for Mom … waiting for Dad to be sprung from the hospital.
And there are other people to clean the apartment, cook the meals … and shovel the snow.
So what possessed me to step outside I’ll never know.
Therefore … without further ado … here is my poem for the day (stolen, of course)