I see a rabbit hopping
Out along the back
All is quiet, except honking
No one could miss that!
Honking geese as they fly
In for their morning feast
They can’t afford to miss that!
Freezing rain has coated
Covered all
While trees hang in silence
Bowing to extremes.
Not one bird ventures out
Other than the geese
I see no one there about.
Waiting, riding out the storm
We all hunker down
And just sit it out.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013