The cold days of winter and long nights together <br />When we shared the bond of a close family, <br />The memories still clear of the home I was raised in <br />Yet so long ago now but I can still see, <br />The fire gently burning and lighting the darkness <br />And warming our hands there against the harsh chill, <br />We talked and then listened to gramophone music <br />So happy those nights that were peaceful and still. <br /> <br />And watching the snow as it gathered on ledges <br />Then crept up the window in soft candle light, <br />The glow on the walls as so faintly it flickered <br />And burned through the evening and into the night, <br />So little we had and yet we were so lucky <br />For we'd got each other while others had none, <br />Together we sat by the warmth of the fire <br />And there we did stay till the last flame had gone. <br /> <br />Then falling in slumber and sleeping in arm chairs <br />With eyes feeling heavy and resting our heads, <br />Then climbing the staircase as embers were glowing <br />And bidding goodnight as we went to our beds, <br />Those cold days of winter and long nights together <br />Shall never return for those years have gone by, <br />Yet deep in my heart I will always remember <br />Just watching the flames slowly fade and then die.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cold-days-of-winter/
