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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