Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Haiku~~gingerbread snowstorm



Snowflakes like saucers
my shovel scrapping along
deeper  and deeper


smell the gingerbread  
Grandma always made for us,
steeping in  hot cocoa










and I wonder, outloud

And i wonder, wonder about all kinds of things  [  wonder who designed  Men an Tol I wonder what season they started to build it, what tool...