Time for a Quadrille in the dVerse Pub ~ Mish has us running for cover, snuggling under down, climbing inside thermal, whatever it takes to keep warm as Old Man Winter strikes much of the Northern Hemisphere. "Hibernate" is the word we must use in our poems ~ or a derivative of the word.
there is something quietly glorious
about an older woman
alone with thoughts .. giggling
not because something is cute
but because it's true ..
that's not silliness
it's vitality leaking out around the edges
letting light shine through the cracks ..
no hibernating for this lady
