A Wintry East Lake, Danbury, Connecticut
Winter's Winds Conquered
Winds from the North wail
as if they are reminding me
of something I may have forgotten,
like a friend in need, or items out of place
to which I should focus my attentions.
The winds are relentless.
Perhaps, they are telling me to be the same.
Don't give up! It's all fine; have faith.
My curiosity piqued, I lift my gaze
to feel the Sun's warmth, strength, guidance.
So I make a pot of steaming beef stew
with thick, rich gravy to warm me inside.
Then, I whip up a batch of cornbread
of course, in my cast iron pot:
Vittles that warm the body, heart, and soul.
Then, thoughts turn to you with your radiance:
warmth that still rivals the sun's glow,
and I am at peace, smiling from memories,
the ones always embracing my heart,
their fervent comfort conquering winter's bite.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
You can hear me recite this verse by clicking HERE.
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