Friday, December 21, 2018

December 21, 2018


WINTER


Water in the pond and the lake
turning to ice - cold moving up
the street into our house and
into our bones - winter is here.

Appreciating big warm blankets,
radiators, the sound of heat pipes
clanking and banging, knowing
here we are till at least March.

Winter - grey mists and then
white snow…. Even if Christ
wasn’t born on December 25,
it was a very good choice.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2018

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