Winter Rain

Only a bit of
Snow remains,
The rain sleets
Down and freezes
Like a doughnut
Glaze on all.
I have hiked
Thought this
High in the
Gila Mountains
Long ago,
Now I glance
Out the window
And am glad to
Be warm and dry.
Instead of gorp
And freeze-dried
Rations I have
Portions prepared
By my family and
Both hot and tasty.
I am content
Holed up in this
Small apartment,
Safe from the wind,
Rain and cold.
Comfort is
Relative to
Experience
And attitude,
I have plans
And hopes
To last all
Winter.
In the
Spring,
I will
Walk
Out.