Thursday, November 11, 2010

Coatless


Thank god or global warming
for sun-soaked seventies on Wisconsin's
November afternoon.


After school playground run
surprises all three of us with breezy kisses
we swear belong to Spring.


Shadows fall long across slides,
last beams slanting gold through fence links, chill
creeping, sending us home to warm

2 comments:

lonek8 said...

love this. the weather has been so gorgeous the past few weeks. I wish it would never end!

Becca said...

Sounds like bliss! Love the pink boots.