Warm

I was feeling cold

It’s 15 below zero this morning

I closed my eyes

And out of nowhere

Remembered

Holding my just born granddaughter

All swaddled

And how the warm of her

Warmed me

And vice versa

I am not sentimental, not a bit.

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1 Response to Warm

  1. kitkat says:

    That is such a sweet poem. Yeah not sentimental at all.

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