A Mother's Hug Goodnight
Frigid but calm front
hides in northern winds,
vast sky of my bedroom dims,
stream in winter
iced over, mother’s embrace
letting go at bedtime,
still rainfall,
sky’s dark pillows,
eyelids become anchors; smothers,
the cold front
blanketing dampened lids,
peacefully cover the coming storm.
Copyright © Daniel Long | Year Posted 2018
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