Snow Melt

Random Thoughts on a December Morning

Dawn cold and damp settles in my bones - is it age or just the time of year;
Every year brings the next world closer to me - was the person in my dream last night my father or my grandfather both now living in the world beyond;
Coffee's aroma fills the house with pleasant memories of my grandfather and my father;
Every morning the light of dawn strikes the center of my garage bright and joyful;
My birthday is coming - is this why the memories of Christmas past keep slipping into my thoughts;
Birthday wishes haven't started coming in yet, but it's only the 3rd of the month, still I hope that someone besides my mother remembers;
Every year brings a new adventure - 2007 was the year of stress and birth a new me is being born from the stress of the past nine months;
Red the color of danger and spiders aren't in my dreams - I keep dreaming of money, of receiving money.

Note" I think I'll take each thought individually and develop it into an essay or a poem.