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A Winter Respite

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Like hibernators,

The turtle, other reptiles.

I seek my solace.


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Every small creature,

Its sacred sanctuary.

Their own special place.

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Winter, its harshness,

Promotes this desire to hide.

Winds to turn our face.

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We hide from the cold,

As each curled up in a ball.

Our fates to embrace.

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Knowing tomorrow,

Each to arise, face the worst.

Accept, in our grace.

a-winter-respite

© 2017 whonunuwho

Comments

Michael Milec on February 09, 2017:

Very nice piece of poetry. Full beauty and riches.