Emotional Tempatures

Poetry Jan

Refrigerate

Fire to Ice

Sometimes the warm room and fireplace

put you into a illusion space.

Cold hard facts seem stored nice

in the kitchen box with ice.

Chilled by reason

and

the outside season

life can harden the joy

and

refrigerate the smile...

but

just for a short while.

Then I remember

Angels in the snow,

 places to go,

and

faces I know

so

Let It Snow!