The Season Ends

I am awake, about,

and mostly alert...on this grand day.

I sit in warmth at my writing table,

and am grateful that I have warmth

to erase the breeze around my knees,

and even colder, from my shoulder and neck.

It is silent, and still,

save for the "imps"standing guard their bowl;

and while reaching down to feed my friends,

I get a peek at a creak, and I smile.

For this is Southern California weather,

and it's not only the weather that is the culprit.

I consider that thought, and my smile broadens.    

For as best as can be...I live most comfortably;

and I am blessed to have such love of family.

This season has once again...left as if it were a friend...

..and my smile broadens greater yet,

for my life is full...save for the echo that is my wallet.