Your sparkling, shining self along my porch railing
As if my daughters, when they were small,
Had sprinkled you along the railings edge, atop Elmer’s glue
And scattered you about.
The fun and glitzy shininess of it
Sparkling on my floor, walls, chairs and furniture
It would get everywhere.
You cover the ground this morning
Coating the deck like an early morning Christmas gift
Layering yourself on the the leaves that remain
Clothing them like a sweater.
As the morning light partners with you
Even the bare tree branches smile, as if to say,
“We know it’s cold out here, but it sure is fun to sparkle
As if we were a present just waiting to be unwrapped.”
You bejewel my outdoor table with hundreds of tiny diamonds
Covering it with the exquisite gift of your presence.
You greeted me on the car windows this morning
Asking me to be patient with your thawing
“We’ll be gone soon enough,” you whispered,
“The day will warm, the sun will come out to play
And we will wait in the shadows until twilight falls
And come and greet you again.”
Thank you morning frost for your sparkling, shining presence
Even in the brisk morning air, you bring a smile to my face
An inner joy and remembrance