At 2:15

 

The sun shines bright, just west of high

There's crisp cold air, and bright blue sky

The blue jays and the cardinals cry

While eating seeds on snow that lie

The freezing temp, I breathe in deep

And wonder where they all do sleep

While some on top of drifts do creep

The willows branches bare still weep

At 2:15 my eyes do lay

On glow white fields, I look and pray

While stillness steals the heart of day

And in the present I shall stay

And the moments come, and then they go

The winter breeze begins to blow

The forest bare of leaves I know

But quiet life inside still grow

Throughout the vast cold outdoor air

The chimneys smoke spreads everywhere

Through snow so deep, I tread with care

And make my way back toward the stair

I turn and gander, one last time

This winter day is so sublime

I'll plan to return again sometime

Before the temp begins to climb