rush hour

little dervish let her spin
touch the fun taste the wind
bright eyes warm winter glaze
street intersection directional maze
how sweet the mind uncluttered
how young the heart unfettered
swims floats skips falls in snow
make an angel now before you know
uphill slopes are in your way
and you can’t cash in on rainy days
let the hot glint of sun warm your toes
let the tall one melt your icicle nose

hope on a monday morning

i have seen it all