Poem -
Warmth
Within our frigid globe of snow,
shaken past its tipping point,
I walked the streets this silent night,
and stumbled upon with great delight...
A lonesome window frothed with light,
and perfect warmth of joy inside.
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Comments
A beautiful winter scene created here. Snow always tends to conjure up ideas of the warmth and the fireside. Your reflection on this made me think of all those who only get to peep through windows at such a pleasurable scene, and dream of the warmth. Thank you for the reminder of how lucky we are to find warmth and shelter this time of yearÂ
Gwen x
Thanks so much! We are very lucky indeed.
This is so nice and emotional. Really makes you think of the truth of your words.