Winter Gifts

yet we can seem spendthrift
in any season scattering care
like birdseed on the ground, wet snow
no more weight on tree-shoulders
than skies gray or gold or blue—
and remember what you’ve done for me
shoring up my heart, careful
packing and piling
these paths through snow
with cold fingers rewiring
the whole house to sun-blaze
pouring joy through windows
and doors spilling love into the night

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14 thoughts on “Winter Gifts

  1. Beautiful poem–love the imagery/metaphor, especially these lines (and most especially the last line):

    with cold fingers rewiring
    the whole house to sun-blaze
    pouring joy through windows
    and doors spilling love into the night

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