This Place We Live

Been cold these last few days

here in New England, this northern clime,

and overcast, blue sky rare

and rarer still the sun;

nothing new to us who choose

this place to live, call it home,

adjusting our lives to the changes coming,

layers of clothing and woolen sweaters,

more wood in the stove, now lit and fueled,

heat radiating, warming us, comforting, homey;

this we must do, moving forward,

facing the days ahead, winter days,

readying ourselves for the cold and the snow

and the darkness, and awaiting spring’s renewal,

renewed ourselves, stronger and heartier,

a hardy people because we’ve weathered the cold,

weathered New England’s northern clime,

this place we live, this place we call home.