There She Stands

There She Stands

With the lights down low,
And the gas logs aglow,
I sit with my warm mug.
The night’s chill I try to shrug.

I draw in the zesty tea
As calmness moves in slowly.
It’s subtle aroma encircling me,
Sending my mind adrift, 
a memory…

The smokiness of a new fire fills the room.
A sign that it will be warm soon.
Meanwhile, the floor vents exert heat
In a futile effort to warm our feet.

It’s there that she quietly stands,
With a steaming mug in her hands.
Still wearing her long, flannel gown,
Like a southern belle, the skirt is blown round.

There remains this winter belle.
A moment frozen…’til broken is the spell.
Then my mom begins to rush about
Packing lunches, handing breakfast out.

From my youth, it’s that moment of calm,
That portrait of my mom, that I often recall.

Copyright © 2021 Heather – Home Study From The Grateful Heart     All Right Reserved

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earthweal open link #59

Today Grace is hosting dVerse and she has prompted us to write a poem incorporating setting. Most often I write about nature; however, today I took this opportunity to write about a picture I carry in my mind.

Published by Home Study from the Grateful Heart

Welcome new friends. I'm Heather, a homeschooling mama raising three children alongside my husband. I love to walk our two dogs, photograph nature, and write poetry. As a family, we love reading together, creating art, sports and all things nature. We also enjoy sharing our learning experiences with friends and creating co-op opportunities. I enjoy writing about our homeschool adventures, as well as nature and sharing recipes. My heart is grateful for my family, our homeschool, our friends and homeschool community, as well as the nature around us. In addition to following my blog, you can find me on Facebook at Home Study from the Grateful Heart.

20 thoughts on “There She Stands

  1. Heather, how lovely to meet you through earthweal. I love the note of gratitude that runs through your poem. I have a grateful heart also, so appreciative of the many gifts this life has given. Good for you for home schooling. I love your poem, with the warmth of your hearth and home – as well as the memory of your mother – the moment of stillness before she sets each day into motion. It reminds me of my daughter recalling how by the timne they woke up in the morning, I would have gotten breakfast ready, made their lunches, and was sitting reading with a cup of tea……smiles. Good memories.

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