new breath

The year has started
with a new breath
of cold air and a vision
of clear blue water ;
the mountains
have covered themselves
in snow which stands
nearly immaculate,
here and there dotted
by the feet of red cardinals
and blue jays.
A rabbit jumps softly
over the ground in search
for the remains
of the vegetable garden;
the squirels stop for a second
from their bussines
and try to remember
where they had burried
my daffodil bulbs,
while I look forward
to the end of the day
to read sleepily a story
with old gnomes to
a fresh breathed child.