My soul buried deep in the jaws of a blizzard My heart yearns for a fiery hearth…
— Read on whispersandechoesmag.home.blog/2021/01/13/sideway-snow-mark-tulin/
This poem’s dedicated to all my east coast friends.
Photo by Zac Durant at Unsplash
Sideway Snow | Mark Tulin – Whispers and Echoes
Crow On The Wire 
Gorgeous! 🕊
Thank you, Snapdragon 😊
Thanks for thinking of us, Mark! I hear the snowplow going by as I write this.
Don’t forget to put on Bernie’s mittens before leaving the house. 🙂
Funny you should mention Bernie’s mittens. My husband has ordered the two of us Bernie sweatshirts.
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Stay warm during this cold winter. 👩🏽💻⛄️
We are doing well so far. Although Winter, even in Texas make this California Boy a little homesick!
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I’m a Philly boy, and I still feel homesick even when there’s a blizzard.
Brrr! I can feel the chill, but I doubt my imagination is that accurate.
Had to wear my flannel lined pants. And that wasn’t enough.