Two sides of the window

We are perfect stillness -
My two circled cats and I.
Outside, the wind is
Crying, chaotic -
A reedy sound slipping 
In through the walls
To haunt our contentment, 
Only for the contrast to enhance it.
I light another candle,
A silent soldier
Against the cold
And I write 
About both
Needing each other
For a poem. 


LJ Ireton 2023



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