Winter from Inside my Window

 Two friends of mine have their stories in this book! Congrats Caroline and Glynis.

Wan twilight claims the gray-blue day

Where wind, with bared wrath chills our bones

Lurking at doors and windowpanes

He snarls in surly threats and moans

The popularity of books

And fireside and comfy chairs

Become small havens in our nooks

Of home, sweet home and kinder cares

Summer; oh, foreign, remote land

Of sanguine sweetness long ago

Your echo snuffed by churlish hand

In Nor’-Easter and blowing snow

How friendly is the flick’ring flame

How cheery this chamomile tea

The wind flashes his saber-grin

But I decline his company

© Janet Martin

It is F-R-E-E-ZING today/tonight!