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TITLE: Winter No More
By Victoria Weathers
11/23/05
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I had origionally written this piece for the weekly challenge. Something happened to the submission. I was not at my computer. Maybe that had something to do with it.
This is my first attempt at free verse.
It's my winter now.
Freezing hands beckon me to my childhood.
Southern "slush" balls flying from hands covered in socks.
The Christmas gloves from Aunt Lovie have long since disappeared.
We pause and watch as daring drivers try to make it to the top of the hill but to no avail.
Now human popsicles, we are chilled to the bone.
We run inside to thaw.
The smell of chili simmering on the stove.
Mom sending us to change and wash up.
Daddy sitting at the head of the table to say grace.
We warm from the inside out.
It's my winter now.
The aroma of mom's chili replaced by the pungent aroma of ammonia.
My hands are like ice.
They cannot find warmth to thaw.
As I look up from my bed, I see faces of those I love, save one...Thomas.
His winter was last year.
The hum of the oxygen machine seamlessly becomes the hum of the redeemed.
When I closed my eyes, I was holding my daughter's delicate hand.
Upon opening my eyes, I realize the hand I now hold belongs to my Thomas.
He said he would welcome me.
Thomas, in true form, kept his word.
My eyes glance just past my earthly love.
Letting go, I am drawn to this One in ways I cannot describe.
His warmth like one I have never known.
His loving eyes and broad smile
With His outstretched arms, He calls to me without a single spoken word.
As I approach, I see a reminder of His great sacrifice.
Then, suddenly I stop. Surely, those wounds should have healed by now.
This is Heaven...right?
My Love, My Master, My Savior speaks...
It was worth everything to have you here with Me.
Its your winter no more.
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