I have been sitting here resting
Ted Kooser, Winter Morning Walks
after my morning stroll, and the sun
in its soft yellow work gloves
has come in through the window
and is feeling around on the opposite wall
looking for me, having seen me
cheerfully walking along the road
just as it rose, having followed me home
to see what I have to be happy about.
Another bitter cold morning at -8 degrees. However, the forecast is promising. I’m liking Kooser’s poetry in this new book called Winter Morning Walks recommended by Joe. Stay warm!
2 Comments
Faye White
That is an eerie description of the sun. I think I’ll keep the blinds closed. Lol. We’re having cloudy days so I have no worries today. 🙂
Monte Stevens
Sorry you had a negative feeling from the poem. I had just the opposite where the warmth of the sun was wanting to find me. And, that is what I am looking for today, the sun warming things up. Stay warm!