It seemed necessary, on a bitterly cold April day that had enough freezing rain and ice in the forecast that they closed both school boards, to write a spine poem about the winter that will. not. end.

It turned out to be a poem with more depth and meaning than some of the others I've spent far more time on.
I meant it to be literal. I think it actually works even better on a figurative, literary, and ... well ... poetic level.

Inspired by (ripped from?) a song by Fort Atlantic, "Let your heart hold fast" - from How I Met Your Mother. Love the lyrics, so naturally they're all I can think of when I see the title "Hold Fast."