By Jen Hunt
We drove, we shoveled
We typed, we puzzled
We read, we nested
We stretched, we rested
Shared triple-berry crisp
Ruby served at Ruby May’s
Watched the sun’s last wisps
On a snow-tipped lake
Bought ice melt we forgot
Ate the sausage we did not
No bedtimes to abide
No alarms to chide
We lounged, we stayed
We planned, we prayed
Cares unraveled, minds traveled
We left Sunday, Saturdayed
