NIGHT WORK

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It’s a very cold night and the wind is picking up strength, sweeping over the fields with
teeth of ice. So this is the time to wish everyone HAPPY NEW YEAR and may the coming
months bring peace and hope for all.

NIGHT WORK

A bitter night of frost,
Of frozen snow and ice so thin
It came in on the wind.
Sharp as knives, cutting uncovered faces,
Splitting flesh on poor cold fingers,
Promising a day of misery
With beauty in its pocket.

Down the long perishing road,
Houses huddled tight together,
Looking for warmth.
Brick walls cold as stone.
Frost rimed windows and doors tight closed.
Tall chimneys carrying the tiny warmth
Of dying fires into the freezing dark.

Into this cold silence,
Whispered words, poems and half-remembered prayers
Drift like wisps of smoke.
Dreams and reality
Bringing another world to this world.

Bringing hope
For as long as those
Who do the night work,
Work on.

©2021 Gwen Grant

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  4. We had mild temperatures, pouring rain, and a cracker of a thunderstorm through the late evening. the revellers at Times Aquare would have been soaked. Good day for an early night!.

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  6. This was pretty much the case anywhere in the north last night. Soaked with rain. Chilled to the bone. Today still miserable and still rainy. All the same, we old on to the hope of a good New Year for us all!
    Gwen.

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