Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 12
It snowed a lot

We had nowhere to go
Thinking about where to stay
a place to lean on
for a while
We wandered back and forth
Eventually
each one alone
each of us had to walk home
Through the night.......
The windy city so
fire was successful
but failed to keep it

Decades later, today

Into Chicago
Heavy snow is falling

It's not the fire that matters,
it's the warmth.
Yonah Jeong
Written by
Yonah Jeong  61/M/NJ
(61/M/NJ)   
39
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems