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