Right now I'm listening to the wind.
It's knocking things around on my back porch.
And trying to squeeze through the cracks of our home.
I can hear it squealing its way in.
My boys are in their warm pajamas.
The ones that I had almost packed up a few days ago.
When the warmth seemed permanent.
I think there's a storm blowing in.
Seems like a good night to cuddle.