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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required as we enter winter gathered at the hearth's edge waiting for the robin's song to return outside the winterberry holly stands nestled in the newly fallen snow the wind plays on the fallen leaves once lords in the sun, now preparing to serve yet more as they are absorbed, predestined beneath the cycle fated cannot be deterred a promise infrangible the robin's song will return outside the chickadees, cardinals, wren nature is never denied a song in any season the trees are hoar-laden the holidays will fill the house once again some new faces, some missing life is never without change then normal returns we have our rooms, you will craft the day and i will write a new bit of clothing, a new poem we consume smaller meals we never tire of the joy of being together i never tire of sitting watching you craft or watch from the window remembering you lost in the world you create outside as you meander from birdfeeders into the flowers and small vegetable garden that smile upon you as i left the garage with the squirrel feeder i provided for that menagerie you care for a kit i bought from a magazine we are now in our seasonal places as are the garden tools in the shed the compost pile is covered are replaced with tapestry needles, crochet hook measuring tape, gauge ruler, snips, needles, yarn, other than the holidays, we are wintered in gathered at the hearth's edge waiting for the robin's song to return sometimes i sit in her room watch her craft, listen to music i bring her a poem i wrote and read it to her as i had so long ago on a park bench it was my life's romantic pursuit one i have never abandoned she notes, only a few lines in the forevermore of those empyreal meadows i have but two wants one, a park bench two, a moon adoring you handing back the poem i remember a poem you wrote for me if i may quote my poet, she said i stole those lines for you these, my dear, you stole from you fetch us some tea Oregon 9/16/26
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