From across the ages
She has wrapped herself
Autumn to Spring
Around my neck
Keeping me warm
In the memory of her affection
And now another
She comes forth
To wrap in renewed tenderness
Prepared with hands
Caring and thoughtful
Granting me new memory
Renewed thanks
Of that never ending
Rime kissed hug
3 comments:
Gorgeous! Bravo, norton. I love it:) From my poet to another, if I may.. I don't think you need to mention Winter at all. The `she`was clear, and I would have preferred not hearing her name at the end. You might want to consider replacing it with another adjective - hug.. something referring to the white or frost or equinox.
love it/m.
thanks for the recommendations marjo. i have made an adjustment. i hope the word used is not too obscure.
You are a blessed man, to be given the warmth of a loved one.
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