Jennifer R. Shloming
Snow Day in NYC

A
rush
after
the work stops,
sled in hand – we run,
weaving through tourists and vendors
until we enter our destination, Central Park.
I know it's freezing as the low temperature glows above Columbus Circle
but I only feel an intense warmth seeping through me...
Delighted dogs playing in snow;
my children's squeals –
sledding bliss;
melting
my
soul.