Early Riser
Candlelight comfort and warmth by the fire
Kettle time Tea in the wee small hours
Fresh fruit nibbles
Cinnamon toast treat
Drifting snow while everyone sleeps
Hot steaming tea cupped in shivering hands
As our town awakens to a winter wonderland
Shadowed silhouettes dancing o’er morning snow
Sparkling glitter trims evergreen boughs
Through an ice sketched windowpane gaze
Recall childhood memories of
Perfect Snow days!
Kettle time Tea in the wee small hours
Fresh fruit nibbles
Cinnamon toast treat
Drifting snow while everyone sleeps
Hot steaming tea cupped in shivering hands
As our town awakens to a winter wonderland
Shadowed silhouettes dancing o’er morning snow
Sparkling glitter trims evergreen boughs
Through an ice sketched windowpane gaze
Recall childhood memories of
Perfect Snow days!
༺❀༻ Hεlεɳa ༺❀༻
OOO Im so glad I dont have snow days, Im a hot weather girl, but you make it sound so darn good !!! Maybe I should try a fake snow day to see how I like it LOL !!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem !!!
Oh and I think with the background you have , your set-up is perfect!!
ReplyDeleteThank You JL ~.^
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure Helena
ReplyDeleteI feel as though I can taste the cinnamon toast and hot tea while gazing at the candlelit fire with you. Ah, and the perfect snow day is painted so beautifully with your words. Thank you, Helena.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in the mid-west, and snow I know. You have taken memories from my mind and expressed them on paper. Magic it is!
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