Warm Hearth

An autumn robbed by winters chill Makes way for loveless cold The winter flakes upon my sill Tell this young man he is old

Becky and I

Now that the summer’s light is gone

winter's dark shadows appear

The morning lit by cool white dawn

stays away another year

 

An autumn robbed by winters chill

makes way for the loveless cold

The winter flakes upon my sill

tell this young man that he's old

 

Each year passes onto the next

quicker than the one before

As now we place it here in text

loving hearts each wanting more

 

I mourn no more my wasted years

they leave no sound as they go

I remember no lonesome fears

as I gaze on home fires glow

 

The winter cold can do no harm

to the warm hearth built of life

Created of strength, love and charm

The waiting arms the good wife

 

Author's Note

The winter chill is much warmer and less biting to me this year. Having gotten married I see sunshine everywhere nowadays.

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem. Loved it.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Arundass. Merry Christmas to you

[Arundass TP]

Same to you friend 😊

[Kaylor Mason]

I congratulate you on your marriage sir! :) I wish you the best. Wonderful poem. I like the flow of it.

[Ken Simm.]

So many lines and phrases in this I picked up on. I am especially entrances with 'tell this young man he'es old' That is most definitely empathised with.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you ken we grow
Old too soon wise too late

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Hi Tate hope you well. !! This came up on my live feed. I Re read it. Still love it
All the best to you and family x

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Julie. Just a thought on the winter cold ahead

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Thanks Tate for this beautiful exceptional poem thanks for entry into my competition good luck 😉

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Julie Life is nothing if not but filled with lessons

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

yes of course lessons are learned some are not
thanks again and love the music by the way!

[ElizaB]

Thank you for entering your poem.

As always it was a pleasure to read. Each quatrain seems deeply meditated by you, and that is what makes each one worthy of an afterthought. In particular, I liked the lines: 'The winter flakes upon my sill/tell this young man that he's old'.

Your piece is rich with symbolism, a symbolism of which you entwine so beautifully with time. We all take it for granted; every season, every day, every moment in fact! Only when the muse calls to us do we actually take a moment to pause, to recount every detail, to simply, breathe.

Thanks again,
Eliza

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Elisa as a person who often disappoints himself. I find that there are times when I just sit and dwell on some of the things I’ve done with my life. But from reflection I think comes wisdom. And a gratitude for those Home I have loved and who have dared to love me

[Len Gesinski]

Positivity....or striving for or towards.
Interesting piece.

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Len it was a lament on my wasted years and what i had traded for them topped with a smile

[ewest1220]

Congratulations on getting married! As a newly married man myself I would have to agree. Much harder to feel upset with someone great by your side. I'm truly happy for you and this poem is a fantastic tribute. Well done!

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you i am happy again and the sun shines every day

[Angi]

Growing old with your perfect someone makes everything softer around the edges. Beautifully done, Tate. Angi~

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Angi I tend to feel the longing myself

[annie lee]

Graceful, evocative words. You rhyming seems effortless; that is a skill I do not have.