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HEAVENS HEARTH"Inspired" sigs HEAVENS HEARTH Angered lash of winters gale Cutting deep with biting hale Turning now to drifting snow Blinding sight to where I'd go To far of windows fading light To escape this world turning white To hide from cold that bites the nose And freezes now complaining toes Weary steps draw me closer still Where heat is had to counter chill Snow now drifts like billowing foam As through its softness; I struggle home A soul redeemed is lashed by gales Exertions breath quick exhales Eyes still fixed to faded light That guides it through winter's night My heart is lifted as I near The opening door to fires cheer Escaping the bite of chilling blast To rest beside home hearth at last A gladdened soul enters Heavens door Where chilling winds can bite no more Trials of life that plagued on earth Are now forgotten besides Heavens hearth Colin Moffett Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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