Prompt #2 - Slow and Steady; F/K

[mergatrude]

Winter nights are long, the fire burns low,
The embers fall into a steady glow.

From the couch, I see through the window
The steady burning stars above the snow-

Capped mountain range. We climbed it long ago.
Age steadied us, now we simpler pleasures know:

You lie here with me, my chest your pillow;
Your breathing steadies, your heartbeat becomes slow.

my table