Life’s Winter

When the cold season hits,
Birds go south. Smart birdie.
And like the bird,
We, too, should prepare
To escape the harshness
By resorting to a safe place
And remaining covered,
Till winter’s pass.

Like inconveniences heaped
‘Pon one in a foreign land,
So the winter of life
Soon comes to all.
Window-rattling blasts.
Icy rain of tears blurring the vision.

Snowy precipitation,
Heaping burdens ‘pon the head.
Domineering winds.
And shivering cold.

Yet, in the hearth of the heart,
A brightly burning fire
To keep ever warm.

© Walterrean Salley