I awoke to

Stillness like a

Fresh blanket of

Snow on the

Rolling pastures of

Southwestern Wisconsin not

Yet tarnished by

Foot or paw

I awoke to

Happiness like children

Realizing that today

Is Christmas full

Of wonderment awe

And glee I

Awoke to peace

Like cross country

Skiers on the

Freshly powdered trails

Of Valais as

The sun begins

To crest the

Alps bringing long

Shadows and sparkles

From my breath