In The Winter Of Your Life Poem by Norah Tunney
In The Winter Of Your Life
In the dead of night
I put logs on the fire
to warm the chilling in your bones,
in those dark hours
we sat in the fire light
drinking mugs of ginger tea,
many a time we spent
watching the birds
at the feeder
as the snow fell.
It was our last winter together
we had little strength for words
the infinite tenderness
in our gaze
spoke volumes.
Heart breaking beauty. Bittersweet ginger tea a quiet unfathomable depth of personal love and loss. All my best............
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5/7/2024 11:29:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This one made me cry....because I have been there too with people I have nursed and people I have loved and lost. Infinite tenderness.....is what we all would want when we pass and now working in the emergency department, I see death can be swift and lonely, I know we are very lucky if we can have such devotional love at the end of our life. However, it doesn't make losing and loss any easier. I felt the silence, the fatigue and tears in the timelessness of fire and infiniteness of spirit in your beautiful poem.