Late Winter

Northern fronts
Can be quite blunt
Back and forth
With a kick pass punt

Changing direction
Chiming windmills
Airbrushing sun tattoos
Before being stilled

Tears on my face
As I tend to the mill
But I’ve had fulfillment
In this long winters’ chill

For trust in God
The key to strength
Endurance, resilience
To go the length

Winter cloths
Caress with salve
Red cracked lips
At the frozen improv

The turning of pages
Brings love to the verse
Settling yesterdays’ bout
With the cold winters burst

Kelly S Griswold

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