it's what i would do

this sweet snow silence

is a treat.

an opportunity to do nothing

but read

or sleep, or walk

once the wind dies down.

i see them outside

now.

dogs on their leashes.

walking through the woods,

on the snow.

the path still known.

i imagine they will walk

until they the reach the point

to turn around

and go back to the comfort 

of their home, it's what

i would do.