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Monday, February 27, 2023

In Winter's Storm (there is no place like home)

 Nothing like a winter storm to rekindle thankfulness for home!



Here winks the lure of friendly fireside
Cheering the labor’r toward eventide
Here, with loved ones to gather and to sup
Fruit of love’s labor filling plate and cup
Here the tea kettle, while centuries wing
Pours fresh-steeped comfort for pauper and king
Here, like a haven while wild wind-beasts brawl
Home in winter’s storm, is sweetest of all

Here wish-lists dwindle, snuggly satisfied
With hugs and slippers, while the countryside
Is tossed, lost in white brumal gusting swell
As Old Man Winter pummels hill and dell
…and we, borne on parchment catamaran
Sail into ancient worlds and back again
Where no matter how fair the climes we roam
Nothing compares to winter’s home-sweet-home

Here happiness is like a warm handshake
A steaming ‘cup o’ and a bite o’ cake
Here hobbies are like mini getaways
Here mother sometimes pauses work and plays
Here we have nowhere else we’d rather be
Than watching birds flit from feeder to tree
And wrangling thankfulness into a poem
As we thank God for winter’s home, sweet home

Here beckons the gold halo of lamplight
Here little tots are tucked in extra tight
And all is quiet save the howling gale
That overflows contentment’s hallowed grail
That crackles and pops as flame-dancers leap
And book soft-plops as reader falls asleep
Lulled by the lays that rake the leafless loam
While kindling thankful praise for home, sweet home

© Janet Martin



2 comments:

I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!