Hugs to You

For Karen B.

Morning's dark, mid January. The air
Is cold outside. You feel it in your nose;
It's healthy. I was smiling when I rose
Imagining my joy if you were there -
I went downstairs and though my feet were bare
I never noticed for the strength of those
Warm feelings. Having drunk a hefty dose
Of happiness made all the morning fair.
I had to shake myself, and start the day
As is my wont; I took the dog outside
And made a trail through freshly fallen snow -
I had some food and put the things away
And bathed and dressed, preparing for the ride
To work all smiles - I'd like to let you know.