We sit by the fire
in the cabin at the lake
Snow squalls blow through fiercely
Disturbing the trees and the wind chimes
The sun bursts through the clouds
Before
Snow squalls blow again
We watched it all day
Written by Victoria Ponte
Writing to share wonder, gratitude and a sense of humor. Poetry, life lessons, survivor https://www.youtube.com/@victoriaponteagain?sub_confirmation=1