January Thaw Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Sunlight, sparkling at my windowpane
Gliding across the floor,
Outstretched hand inviting me to dance.
And I long to hear you knockin'
at my door.

Sunlight, caressing on my face
Warming blues and greens
Tugging at my heart with dancing rays
Pine limbs beckon-on to sun-glad scenes.

Sunlight-calling, imperious with no restraint
Flashing in my eyes, commanding to my soul.
Oh why must you arrive so late!
Come whirl and dance in union
-before my curfews toll.

Saturday January 31,1981