Angelic sweet Anne
babe so soft- -fragile
sleeping at my breast
and you, her father
next to me
– -the moment

snowflakes feather slowly
– -quilted tufts
compose purple-blue sonnets
mounding on trees
of pine and fir
edging the cabin in
nature’s crystal perfection
– -white
collects frosty portholes
in this storm

But the cold wont reach us
– -here- –
wrapped in your arms
                                   love- –
your strength contents us both
– -together
we absorb the warm

“Soft Moment” was first published in 1986,
in Z-Miscellaneous, a small Lit. Mag. of the time.