Author: Kyle and Bob

Birds of a feather Facing south altogether How far do they see?

Squeezing a ride in Between bitter cold weather So good to get out

I learn from the cat Savor the sound of birds and The touch of the air

Little tracks reveal The invisible creatures Scurrying at night

Carob pods rattle Rhythmic response to the wind Wild percussionists

As two rivers merge Rapid melodies ride winds Rising up canyon

I amuse myself As snowflakes the size of sheep Drift softly earthward

Stormy clouds reveal layers of mountain back drop fading in distance

Students turned to friends dancing on snow together So lucky am I!

A slice of rainbow hangs alone above dark clouds light turns to color