Blizzard (Winter Tree)

#Poem – blizzard

Cold winds have
Blown in the snow.
They caress ourBlizzard (Winter Tree)
House and nestle
Into its corners
And crags.

There is nothing
Outside that needs
To be done.
The dog is walked.
All is safe until
Morning.

Inside, the fire is warm
And we are curled up
Together.
Your eyes are flickering
In time to the blaze
As you begin to welcome
Sleep.

I may join you soon,
For our day was full
To the brim.
Now there is nothing
Else I could want for
More than to be
Holding you
As your breath goes
Even and sure
Into the white night.

~ by Stan Stewart
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