The Return of a Familiar Face

Winter tapped us on the shoulder

today, reminding us he’s booked a

ticket and packed his bags of cold

wind, driving rain, frost and snow.

This morning the house acquired

a forgotten, yet familiar, feeling

of hunkered down life. Grey sky

windows brood behind curtains;

rooms fill with a humid perfume

of clothes drying over radiators

for the first time in months; low-

light arousing a cosy ambiance.