Blanketed With Joy
Blanketed By Joy
If only your blanket did not extend to my drive way.
It was but an hour ago, I pulled back your cover.
Now I must go out again.
Why do I curse you?
You spread before me like a miracle,
all things purified.
You provide a translucent blanket of white.
children know your beauty.
Why do I curse you?
I choose to stay here in my insulated castle
looking at artificialy created flames,
while drinking my instant coffee.
Still you call to me
“Grab that shovel,
build a fort. Reclaim your youth!
Be the dad you wished for.”
A hockey wrink awaits me outside my front door,
no skates required.
I Join in the laughter,
shaking the snow from my furrowed brow.
I Toss handfulls of fluffy snow from the ground.
I see my smile on their faces.
I truly am blanketed by joy.
How can something so cold warm me so?
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