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Holding Wintered Memories

January 10, 2018


Holding Wintered Memories


by Alice Jane-Marie Massa



My wintered memories float gracefully

on springtime ponds and summer lakes;

but now, in this fourth season of the year,

my tears freeze

so that my memories skate–

glide upon the smooth iced surface

and fancifully form



Can You crochet

my memories into snowflakes

falling from Your skies

so that I may always recall,

before my wintered eyes,

the precious moments of holiday seasons?

Let the dear memories woven into snowflakes

gently kiss my rosy cheeks,

and let my boots tread heavily

upon the snowflakes

woven with memories

that tire my skater’s soul.


Then, too, some of my memory tears–

tears of gladness and tears of sadness–

form ever-growing icicles

from my snow-covered roof.

Let these frozen memories

hold on,

hold on,

hold on  …

become thicker

and longer,



I pray

my frozen memories last

until my last day

with a great guide dog

in this wintered wonderland.


While I do not profess to be old,

I confess that I am of that certain age

when I hold less hope

and hold more memories.

So, please

let the winter wind always

whisper to me,

warm my heart with,

and ever let me hold in my knitted-gloved hands

treasured wintered memories.



May this winter of 2018 treat you kindly and keep you well,

Alice and Leader Dog Willow


January 10, 2018, Wednesday



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  1. mfanyo permalink

    Dear Alice,
    I hope that soon you and Willow will be enjoying walks in the warmth of springtime and that the bitter cold of this winter will be a chilled memory.
    Take care.
    Love, Mary

  2. Sue McKendry permalink

    Oh, Alice–You definitely expressed some of my thoughts, and I am one who is old, so I especially like the line about less hope and more memories! May your memories last as you wish, and may many more be made in 2018.–Sue

    • Sue–You caught my favorite line or thought of this poem.  Thanks for your comment.  I will only object to your stating you are “old”–not in my book!  (Smile!)

      Hoping you have enjoyed Wisconsin’s few days of January thaw–Alice and Willow

  3. Alice, may those wintered memories hold true to their delightful frozen moments slated on those ever changing chalkboards of life. I picture those rosey cheeks of yours, and then, I smile. Another picturesque painting of words has made its mark upon your blog. Hats waving as high as I can reach. dp

    Sent from my Windows 10 Creators machine


  4. Carole permalink

    Beautifully written, as always, Alice!

    • Carole–Thank you!  I also appreciate the “like” on this post because this poem is one of my current favorites.

      Happy winter in Florida!  A & W

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