Walking home on a brisk winter night I look to the sky and see Orion hung bright. Â I marvel at all the stars in the sky And planets that twinkle in the eye. Â Waiting under the lamppost aglow Watching my breath linger so slow. Â The snow is thick on the ground But I am only looking up tonight Searching for what can be found. Â --Andy McRae-- Â Â Â Â Â Â --5/4/20--