winter taps on my window


And, of course,
I invite him in
to sit for a while,
offering tea and cookies
and the chance to warm
cold toes by the fire.

He is grateful
for the company,
a bit tired of
the cold shoulder,
always feeling

I pass the plate
and smile politely,
failing to mention
how often
I dream
of spring.



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  • Michael January 20, 2012 at 8:23 am

    Lovely scene. Gentle as a snowy white lie.

  • Frida January 20, 2012 at 12:32 pm

    Wonderful with a twist 😉

  • Marcie January 20, 2012 at 2:46 pm

    You’ve made friends with winter….:-)!!!! What a soft and beautiful scene!!!

  • Kathryn Dyche Dechairo January 20, 2012 at 9:44 pm

    Love this depiction . . . I too and dreaming of spring.

  • Debi January 20, 2012 at 11:24 pm

    it is just a small secret and he didn’t need to hear. he just needed a bit of warmth and companionship.

  • JillsyGirl January 22, 2012 at 7:16 pm

    he didn’t need to know. he was grateful for the company. very nice!

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