Long days
Longer nights
Winds blow
snow falls
It would be easy to
think only of the dark
and cold
and yet
the fire dances
triplet nephews watch TV
cards are played
and pistachios devoured
and yet
my son's laugh echo's through the house
as his wife rolls her eyes
and sisters share war stories
and yet
the snow blankets the ground
a carpet of white
cats doze
horses graze
and yet
an email from a friend brings a smile
and a picture of my granddaughter tugs at my heart
life is not always easy
or fun
and yet
love lives
and I am thankful
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