FROSTY TEMPERATURES HAVE MOVED IN

I MAKE MY CRUNCHY WAY ACROSS THE YARD

TO THE CHICKEN COOP

THAT FIRST BREATH OF COLD IS

MY MORNING MOMENT

I AM NOT SURE WHY I CONNECT SO DEEPLY AND BEAUTIFULLY

IN THIS INSTANT 

BUT THE BIRDS AT OUR FEEDER KNOW IT

AND I SMILE AT THEM FROM THE CENTER OF MY SOUL.