Snow Daze

The chilled winds descend from the Arctic, down the Frazer River Valley of Canada and reaching south down the length of the Cascade Mountains to Oregon.  The winds dropping the temperature from 60 degrees to 34 here at the house in just one day. 
The rains came but never reached the ground ...

Silently massive large fluffy flakes fell silently to ground, circling, lifting, and falling again. 
I sat in the window and watched visibility fall until neither the lake nor the neighbors homes were visible. 
I am alone in this silent world ... and utterly at peace.

And I think on all sorts of issues - none of them resolvable by me. 
At how stupid I truly can be.
At how gullible I am.
At how Satan crushed me.
And I never saw it coming.
Stupid me.

And in the snow I found I was not alone.
As dozens of men came to visit,
Having heard of the terrible accident,
And its repercussions.
I was very surprised!
Men whom had not spoken to me in years.
My students of 20 plus years ago!
The Israelis, of whom I do not speak.

The concussion leaves me trembling.
My head aches.
My right eye worn from strain no longer focuses.
The broken facial bones throb.
But still they come.
I need pain killers.

Whom would have thought such an uncoordinated out pouring on this day?
The snow slowly piles up.

Three of my four grandchildren have come.
Hugs and kisses are always the most cherished.
The future is laughing and playing before me.
No, stupid Kris died years ago.
Now and the future are reserved for a damaged, albeit smarter Kris!

But the snow does not care,
Falling silently,
Covering a cold world.

My  heart is warmed.