A Quiet Winters Night

by denny bastian 2012

A breathless wind

a quiet winters night

I roll over to snatch at

the woolly blanket escaping

like a thief from my iron bed.

You are like a wayward child

trying to sneak away, but

I shall grab for you because

you keep my backside warm.

Aha! I have you now you

rebellious little bandit 

with the itchy skin. Come

comfort these chilly bones

like a behaving child.