Sweet Winter Fire
Shut in three days
howling wind whipping
power lines dangle
Ham and beans simmer
atop the old wood heater.
a head start on tomorrow's hunger
four finally tired
Children asleep in bunches
scattered around the warm barn
Mine and yours tumbled together.
forgetting to be jealous
we know it can't last
Daylight spent carrying wood
and entertaining children
I am all out of games
But nights, heart to heart
we danced by the light of
our sweet winter fire
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