weeks before winter solstice
north by northwest winds do blow
giving rise to wooden and metallic chimes
previously content and on the down-low
I thought I had put them away for the winter
but alas they are alive again
imitating hummingbirds feeding voraciously
somewhere below the tropic of cancer
although the fire may be burning bright
do not shutter your windows my dear
for tomorrow a shining light may arrive
bringing forth the freshest of air
november two thousand eighteen
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Reading your deep and lovely poetry is a wonderful way to greet the morning, John. ❤
Thank you for the lovely message, Carol. Wishing you a wonderful day!
❤