Banking the Fire
The Whirligig #403 Prompt words in red. image source Hail , rain and bitter sleet , not weather fit for man, nor beast . Do we resign ourselves to joyless cold, in heartless days of winter? My one request that soothes my soul, the one that sends my fancy bird -like soaring, a roaring fire, with someone dear, who can bank it for the morning. ©2022 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved