We all wake up together
In the kitchen, a pot of coffee and a gift of coffee cake
Outside, birds jump and flit at the feeder:
Mourning doves, dark-eyed juncos, black-capped chickadees, a pair of cardinals, song sparrows, goldfinches, a hairy and a downy woodpecker with his red cap
From above, soft flakes fall, and below them the dogs run circles in the yard
In the woods it is quiet, quiet
As we make fresh tracks
These are the gifts:snow piled on spruce boughs, birdsong through the air, steady snowfall on a cold Christmas day.