Zander's Paper Cranes

Zander's 2 small paper cranes can each fit inside the palm of my hand. They are delicate and in bright colors. One is canary yellow the other is jet blue. They sit at my desk at work reminding me every day of a small boy's heart and joy and creativity. He was so excited to give them to me and I with thoughtful care decided not to crush his wish or his prize and placed them inside my wool coat pocket. The reality is they have brought me a tender kind of happiness. Wishes and Dreams can be unfolded from your pockets.
Thinking of pockets, I used to have a small compass in my back pocket, whenever I became lost in this life I'd pull it out and listen to it. Jesus always seemed to point true north. But what if I hadn't lost it? What if I had just misplaced it on the mantle for awhile? Or left it in my other coat? The summer one not the winter one. Seasons of winter make your hands crack, your voice weak in the blustery coldness. Spring seems to be thawing me out... my hands...and... my voice. I think its time I started making paper cranes of my own.