Priming the Hearth

All along our walk,

Knox selects sticks and carries

them home, holding them aloft.

He knows winter comes

and possessing a warm heart

wants to assure yours won’t freeze.

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Reblogged this on aholdingplace and commented:

Reblogged from my son’s and my joint poetry blog, mondosedoka.com

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