In The Key Magazine: A Winter's Journey Home By Emma Thacker

A Winter's Journey Home

By Emma Thacker

Stepping out into a darkened afternoon

As seasons turn darkness comes too soon.

Street lamps sparkle upon the frosted road

Weighed down by its icy load.

As the wind bites bitterly upon my ear

I contemplate the death of this year,

While I listen to the winds mournful sound

And tread with care on this frosted ground.

Then in awe I see such sights

The glow and warmth of Christmas lights.

They push me onwards and make me smile

For I shall be home soon, in a while.

And I glance up at the smiling moon

And know that I shall be home soon.

And as I hide further into my scarf

And tread with care on this frosted path.

Though cold outside I glow within

As one year departs another soon begins.

I think of my love waiting in at home

I will never again feel alone.

As the street lamps reflect, they dance away

On this darkened cold, crisp winters day

And the wind plays its music through bare branches

I watch as orange lamplight dances.

I feel a change upon the air

Stop and listen, stand and stare.

I think of all I'll do next year

And in happiness I shed a tear.

But first I must make this journey home

All by myself but not alone.

I gaze up towards the smiling moon

And know that I shall be home soon

Yes, I know I'll be home soon.

A Winter's Journey Home