February is a time of reflection for me. This is when I plan and ponder the upcoming year. As I walked on Alberta Avenue one evening, these were my thoughts.
I walk upon this winter path at night
Instead of stars, it’s lit by incandescent light
No noble moon, no pale nor mystery
Cement and stone define its history
No wildlife skitter across this barren path
Just castoff paper lay in frozen aftermath
I stand reflecting beside the tow away zone
And gaze into this future Ave unknown
A twinkling crystal ball, which makes the darkness fear
A journey now begun can take us anywhere.