Poetry

Cold all around

Me and even un my blanket of protection.

I feel some of it creeping in.

Why am I afraid of the cold

When it is you protecting me

I didn’t know what more connection

I could make to you, but now I feel you, lord.

Your warmth when I feel alone and

A cold chill on my arm when you are protecting me from something or someone.

I’m not scared anymore, for you are always with me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2024 By Deirdre Stokes