Whether you have snow or sunshine, this poem by Bill Kirk should make you feel good.
This poem was published in North Dakota Horizons Quarterly in Winter 2007.
By Bill Kirk
Silhouetted sentries stare,
Standing leafless, stark and bare.
Snowflakes, on their wingless flights,
Swirl in winter wind that bites.
Star-filled skies on nippy nights,
Silv'ry, golden strings of lights.
Snowsuits, mittens, itchy tights,
Sledding, skating, snowball fights;
Steaming cocoa, whispered sips,
Smiles on children's rosy lips.
Sticky, frosted finger tips;
Scrumptious s'mores and chocolate chips;
Scents of winter in the air,
Sounds of children everywhere;
Stockings filled with special treats,
Stories Grandpa still repeats.
Simply said, though far you roam,
Special memories bring you home.
(c) 2007 Bill Kirk