The first thing I noticed about this poem was the title. Winter is not capitalized. I don't know if that is just a typo or if there is a significance to that. Maybe it is trying to emphasise the word Sundays so not having winter capitalized draws attention towards Sundays. Or it could be the other way around so the attention is supposed to be drawn to winter. Either way it caught my eye.
After reading the poem, I immediately thought of my own dad. He is a contractor and construction worker so he endures hard labor all throughout the weekdays as well. He is also the one to dig us out of our driveway when it snows and get the corn stove going (our cheaper form of heat). I always stay in bed on Sundays until he says the breakfast he has prepared for us is ready. I feel that through the first 3 stanzas, I can really relate to what the author is talking about.
Once I got to the last stanza, I was somewhat confused. I think the author is saying that his dad's work was rough and lonely. I'm not sure if he is refering to the hard labor and taking care of his kids. I get confused by the word offices but that is the best guess I have.
Okay. I think you've made a connection to your own life and your own observations, and that's good! I am not sure what he means with the last stanza, but it could be both of the options you list.
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