After having to walk in the street, silently cursing the
Neighbors who refused to shovel cutouts in the curb
Or shoveled but left remnants of ice and snow behind,
I promise that I will no longer take you for granted.
Today, when I saw the dry, slate grey pavement,
Dappled with sunshine,
I forgot all about the melting snowbanks around me
I rejoiced, and leaned my son over in his carrier
So he could see, too.
He looked at me, quizzical, then returned to
While I stood planted
On the sidewalk