Kathryn Donnelly Poet Rhyme

A Blizzard Calls

Sometimes I lie in bed at night,
And listen to the sound,
Of the sweet silence cradling me,
For to it I am truly bound.

But sometimes as I lie awake,
Silence leaves and does not stay,
And the calls and whispers keep me up,
Of a blizzard cold and grey.

It sounds so lonely outside,
I want to wish it well,
Tell it everything will be okay,
Remove it's sorrow from whence it dwell.

I love my silence with all my heart,
Like a mother does her child,
But sometimes it does bring me joy,
To hear a blizzard call from outside.

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