Nestled in the valley
hugged by strong arms sprinkled
with snow, guarded by
the softly swaying trees
we breathe in the safety of peace.
Thank you for reading my memoir, Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph
http://www.amazon.com/Untangled-story-resilience-courage-triumph/dp/1514213222
https://www.amazon.com/Untangled-story-resilience-courage-triumph-ebook/dp/B013XA4856
Lots of holiday joy to you and yours my friend! xx
LikeLiked by 1 person
My pleasure Alexis. You are an inspiration. Wishing you LOTs of JOY this festive season. God bless. xx
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank You! Yes, the warm air of Florida is the best place for you. The snowy cold hunches up those muscles…well, maybe just my snow, crabby frowny muscles. 😉
Love to you Nancy! Have a great day my friend. 💕💕💕
LikeLike
Thank you SO much for reading my book and for putting a review on Amazon. I really appreciate that. The reviews help people find the book when they search online. Thank You! ❤️❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Lovely way to turn a frown upside down during snowy days. I am happy I live in Florida. 😎 My body cannot tolerate the cold anymore but I love snow and the way you described it. Snowy hugs, Alexis. ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love this poem Alexis and I love your book. I read it all in one sitting! I shall put a review on Amazon next. I felt very humbled and inspired reading it. You are quite a woman. God bless.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yea. Wierd, huh?
When I see snow, I think: “clean”, “peaceful”, “magical”.
I remember all the good times I had with friends sledding in Valley Forge park and all the memories of taking my son to that same place so many years later. In fact he made me promise to take him again this year at the next decent snowfall!
Thanks Alexis, and be well,
Theseus
LikeLike
Thank You! I didn’t realize snow symbolized death. It’s pretty when it first falls and its pristine and bright. Have a good Sunday! Alexis
LikeLiked by 1 person
Untangled, greatly enjoyed your poem.
Snow is often assumed to symbolize death (Robert Frost “Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening,” but I’ve always enjoyed the snow for the peaceful stillness and silence it brings. I always find snow very centering, even rejuvenating. And on a moonlit night, a good coating of snow sparkles and shines as if the ground were covered with an endless blanket of diamonds or stars.
Thanks for sharing this!
Theseus
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think drink in the peace and being in a state of peace. ahhhh, both sound blissful! 🙂
LikeLike
Stay nestled! xx
LikeLike
Thank You! 🙂
LikeLike
I agree with you 100% 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Nicely done. In the last line are you breathing in a “state of” peace; or drinking in the peace? I do like the calm of your writing here.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh YES! Thank you! This is exactly where I’m finding it this moment!
Shelley
>
LikeLiked by 1 person
This is a beautiful poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love the poem, snow works well as an idea, the reality is more shiversome.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Bring the snow here. It is not that Christmassy enough here.
LikeLike
LMAO. :p
LikeLike
Noooooooooooooooooooo…… 🙂 🙂
LikeLike
I want snow — blizzards even. Green Xmases are boring and depressing…
LikeLiked by 1 person
This morning as I shoveled my driveway, I was in a mood…so I thought I would try to turn my frown upside down. 🙂
LikeLike
Pretty poem. I do think we are going to have a green Christmas/Hanukkah. -__-
LikeLiked by 1 person