A Winter Morning

I step
Outside
It’s a winter
Wonderland
Everything
Is covered
In a blanket
Of pure white
I hear cardinals
Singing
Sweet melodies
It is
Very cold
I walk through
Schenley Park
It’s secluded
People ski
Past me
The street lights
Make the snow
Look so pure
Like millions
Of sparkling
Diamonds
I can see
My breath
I stop by
Meranti’s
Italian store
I get an
Italian hoagie
And some
Tiramisu
I walk back
Home
I snuggle up
In a warm
Blanket

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025