Lennie Cain

First Winters Chill

With the coming of the wind, seasons will
will change, summer love is gone, friends
say their goodbye’s, and children will cry.

Mothers and fathers cuddle by a late night
fire, in warth, happiness, and desire.

Their love-making is beautiful, tender and
Oh so sweet, as the love from the past, and
future meet.

Sharing the warmth until they have had
their fill, awaiting the next year, and that
First Winters Chill.

I wrote this one during the winter time, wishing to be by the fire, sharing the warmth and love of a special lady.

Lennie Cain
DOC #634796

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