Winter's cold
The flicker of a flame summons forth;
bitter winds from the north.
With each flicker the wind blows true;
through nook and cranny onto me and you!
The coldness of this bitter blight;
I know will continue through the night.
Cuddle into me to keep us warm;
our bodies heat maintained by what not worn!
In morning when we do awake;
we will further warm our bodies by what we make.
After breakfast if wind has abated;
rejoice will we in the snowman we will have created!
When night again waves its wand;
the dark will be pierced by the light for which we are fond.
In time our union will bring forth fruits of love;
Hope is children gracefull as the dove!
(2004)
