Winter at Windsong

Posted: January, 31, 2020 | Categories: Uncategorized

 

Winter at Windsong

A Boomer Poem

 

January seems to last forever

Rain fills the skies, nights are cold

Inside we spend some time together

Visits are a balm to the soul, I’m told.

 

These are the days we long for sun

Yet quiet winter gives us rest

We nestle in when day is done

Our patience is put to the test.

 

But somewhere in the midst of those

Cold and blustery January days

A new appreciation grows

For all that falls within our gaze.

 

At once we recall the choices made

Of home and finishes that reflect our style

The fireplace warms as daylight fades

And friends come visit for a while.

 

This home is where we find new friends

And hobbies we’d forgotten, renew

Where life enjoyment never ends

So many things to see or do.

 

Everything is in its place

With storage that is easy to use

Display of treasures in this space

Offer whispers from our muse.

 

So when it’s time to settle in

Seek comfort and enjoy the peace

It makes sense to begin our lives again

At Windsong – Where Life’s A Breeze!