Submitted by Julia Lanzona Comfort wraps its scarf around me in infinite circles of wool Gifted by Autumn and treasured by winter Folded neatly by the hands of spring and tucked away by summer Comfort finds its way back to me   Comfort lifts the bed sheets and crawls in to share its pillowy warmth  While singing into my ear to a harmonious hum that cradles the spirit and soul It laughs contagiously with infectious humor And weeps alongside me before dabbing my eyes saltless    Comfort is the gentle ebb and flow after overwhelming waves of high tide And it’s the torch that wards away will-o’-the-wisps and ghosted memories …