dVerse Poets Prosery

For today’s prompt, I’ve selected this line: “I was where I am
When the snow began”. From “The Dead of Winter” by Samuel Menashe. Full poem here.

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I was where I am when the snow began. The first snowfall my children saw was in 1972. My mind neither here nor there in my present form, cuddled in a soft quilt lovingly made. Always hoping and wishing, regretting and remembering. Days of snowed in hours, it’s hard to stay in the present even when it is relatively pleasing and comfortable. There is no decoration except pine cones treasured for a few years, and a string of tiny clear lights over the doorway. My thoughts travel to holidays filled seeing small children with wide eyes and hopeful grins as they tackle their stockings in early morning hours. Staying up making those stockings, then flopping into bed only to hear footsteps down the stairs too few hours later—the holiday was on. I long for those days of happy rewarding exhaustion.

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Prosery: Winter is Coming