January Saturday
“For Elise” plays in the other room
It is two degrees below zero
On this January Saturday
The sun mid-way in the eastern sky
Brightens the morning but has not yet
Pushed the temperature up to zero
A small rabbit hopped the short distance
From the woods to the cabin
Looked around and ducked under
Today the trees are still
The winds that have battered
For three days are quiet
The lovely frost patterns on the greenhouse windows
So delightful when the cold began
Today look ordinary
Deep snow covers the grasses
A deer ventures from the trees
Browses a low bush
“For Elise” again plays from the other room
The fire gently warms us
Who was Elise?
January 22,2000
poem by Marjorie DeBol DeFazio
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