can be.

 

frightful, in snow or heavy rain,

dark the days are, the evenings darker.

forecasts bring gloom and panic, then are cancelled

minutes later, the phone kicks off.

 

ice is predicted,  mountains white

 

and jesus is reborn up the valley.

 

now there is a story, meanwhile

arriving home to candlelight, fire the same

and hopefully all will be well a while.

 

the word count is 62, the years are 8,

and i dreamed it was 2 months ; longer

than all the other numbers.

 

i have been a long time coming home.

 

sbm.