What a comfort history is,
And habits as well
Especially evening habits –
They’re both evergreen blankets.
And love seems like snowing,
Love seems to drift.
The weather can be topsy turvy.
Our neighbors will come and go.
Today’s cares may jump the fence.
But history and habits are
A balm overall –
Such white branches with cones.
Hiram Larew‘s poems have appeared most recently in Every Day Poems, Amsterdam Quarterly, Shot Glass, Seminary Ridge Review and Viator. He is a global food security specialist.