6 A.M.
Wavy winds curls and flowers
Snow swirling
Singing
In the wisps in the Andes
The furnace is on
Coffee pen and paper
Hearing plows but no train whistle
Another plow just plows
Gusts and lights
I will be able to make an egg
Folded with Newman's Own mango salsa
Orange juice
And a walk with Jack
But not in Chopin's garden
Bach's? Maybe?