heart of a home

the heart of of home
what makes it a warm
and cozy hearth
is love;
if  space is small
and the friction
causes sparks
when elbows rub
loves soothes;
and when space
grows cold and large
love calls so
we quiet and we hear ;
we are close enough
to come tonight
surround the hearth
with with arms and songs;
we have to come
close enough to watch
each other's candle burn
this night when we need light

winter morning on Erwin

the frozen flakes
sat still today
the light to let
outshine
and flow onto
thin branches
fragile bushes
frozen by the night.
they sheltered
hidden birds
or rodent of the hills.
the road still rolled
downhill, uphill
just like the story goes
with love, unwinding
while the bird start singing
for the sunrise