Second night
rain falls cold
family gathers warm
Shortest day
Longest night
I sit up late
listen as water
enters earth
I enter new year
sixty one means less
than sun returns
when winter comes.
I'm glad you are writing these daily poems. Your writing speaks to me and I have missed it with my busyness. You have a way of appreciating life in ways that I aspire to. I loved enjoying the cold rain from a place inside that harbors family in warmth. Happy sixty-one years to you my dear friend.
Beautiful birthday sentiment expressed. Happy birthday, Victoria.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are writing these daily poems. Your writing speaks to me and I have missed it with my busyness. You have a way of appreciating life in ways that I aspire to. I loved enjoying the cold rain from a place inside that harbors family in warmth. Happy sixty-one years to you my dear friend.
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