Winter Memory

I sing the coming of winter's cold
From the north, the harsh winds blow
The spreading drifts of pure white snow
And stories true, or so I'm told,
Of courting days when old folks young
Went sleighing bundled for chilly eve
While sharing thoughts they long believed,
Singing songs they wanted to be sung.
The wonder of snowflakes falling fast
With icicles growing on bush and bough
And not neglecting the icy eyebrow
Soon brings eve's cuddling warm at last.
Then quickly home to share the place
Where crackling logs accept their fate
Where lips are warmed with the chocolate
And memories are made with love and lace.

Topic(s) of this poem: courtship, memories, winter

Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2020

Form: Imagery

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