Winter Songs - Poem

If every winter I composed a song,

I would soon have four seasons worth of winter songs. 


I will wrap up those songs around me into a homely lyric-filled blanket

that I can pull over my head.

Supping up the notes like a big cup of tea.

Slurping up the soupy mess of heartache.


So I can let melancholy rain down on the cobblestones 

any day I wish it to feel like winter.


 - Eimear McNelis