An unusually warm Rochester, Minnesota, day.

Crossing over arched, stone bridges, carrying me

over frozen Silver Lake, toward Canada geese

lying, waiting for corn.

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Vikings ice-skating 'round frozen rink at Soldiers

Field, lighted trees, sparkling wreaths,

giving color to dull day.

Pill Hill, historic homes, bejeweled in lighted finery,

a putto's fairy land in the serene, white night.

Peony-pink cheeks, run-away noses, icicle fingers,

Pom girls turned hand muffs, making our

adventurous way this magical winter's eve.

The Post Bulletin publishes poetry by local and area writers every Monday. Send poems to Meredith Williams at