Another snow fall, another snow haiku. I look forward to spring!

Another snow fall, another snow haiku. I look forward to spring!
A haiku about the bonds of a cat and her kitten.
In the spirit of Basho Matsuo, the first great Japanese poet of Haiku.
In 1993, I found myself in line at a post office to get the new United States Postal Service’s first ever Elvis Presley postage stamp. Only twenty-nine cents back in the day. I remember it was a madhouse with people dressed as Elvis. I saw “Blue Hawai’i” Elvis, “Aloha from Hawai’i” Elvis, and all manner of Elvis in between! But what really caught my eye was a little nine year old boy, totally decked out in Elvis attire complete with white jumpsuit, sweeping hair, gold-rimmed sunglasses, and a guitar.
A poem about an experience I had on the island of Ebeye in the Republic of the Marshall Islands in the middle of the Pacific. A Marshallese friend once told me that the Pacific has no memory. I wrote this poem in 2001, but it has always haunted my thoughts. It has many revisions, but this is the current one I like the most.
I thought I would start 2019 by sharing a poem. We lived in Las Vegas for several years before moving to Japan. Vegas is a fun city and there is always something to do any time or day of the week. It is a different lifestyle for sure. I wrote this poem not long after we landed in the Nevada desert. My ode to Las Vegas.