I watch as they slowly drift downward, not resting until their white cloaks fall upon the idly waiting.
I follow the familiar routes, winding my vehicle through full corridors
until I retreat back to the warmth of shelter
behind contented glass.
Daylight departs but roads must still be travelled
despite icy complaints
and scraping frenzies.
Returning at the end of day to the door to warmth,
before entering,
I peaceably let the coolness of winter melt in my glove.
12 comments:
bles you fro using prose to soften winters harshness
that's so beautiful, Carol...:-)
relly nicely done Carol! hope you are staying warm! btw....I would like to recommend my friend Beckie as a possible site. She has only been blogging for a short time and could really use some comments. Thanks for considering her. http://homefries7.blogspot.com/
Nice as I sit here waitin' for Spring to arrive. :)
Lover-ly Carol! One of the nicest things about winter is getting inside, away from it. Beautiful contrasts in this piece.
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I love it.
You make me want to be there.
YOur words make winter sound so lovely, and it can be. You are a good writer.But I truly long for spring . Especially being from Saskatchewan. The winters can be long and cold. I should not complain because we have had it pretty mild. I just want color. But as I said you are a very good writer.
hi carol, the 'testblog8' comment was from me: janelovestarzan. sorry for the mixup
I love winter but I don't love that I have to get up to go to work for 7 am tomorrow after another night of snowfall.
This is Canada, folks. You'd love it too.
Thanks for reading everyone :)
THAT WAS AWESOME INSPIRED.. WE HAD FLURRYS TODAY AND IT SNOWED ON ANOTHER ISLAND THAT WE COULD SEE.. VERY COLD AND I TOLD HUBBIE THAT IT WAS SOOO WARM AND COZY WHEN COLD OUT.. THIS PROSE WAS ICING ON THE CAKE..THANKYOU!
Thanks Sister Celtic!
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