Old Man Winter Isn’t Done With Us Yet

Old Man Winter’s here
suited up in his finest
lending us some snow
he’ll be on his way again
he is not done with us yet

From Her Heart To Mine

A one-lined Poem

A gift from one of my baby cousins, Jaidynn. She said to me as she presented it, “I painted this for you, Tree” with a huge smile on her face. I got pretty emotional.

Love found in the simple things–she painted a world of wonder from her heart, and gifted it to mine . . . I’m overjoyed.