It's a wintry, gray, cloudy day
so under the cover I lay,
curling up in a ball in bed
warmth spreading from my toes to head.
Relaxed and comfortable,
my smile is noticeable;
while I sip on hot chocolate,
my face like a lantern is lit.
Munching on warm, buttery popcorn,
I pick up a book, cover is worn,
I reach for chips, and crackers with cheese,
put up the "Do Not Disturb" sign please.
My favorite days are rainy,
and wintry months promise many.
1 comment:
Love the poem . Love rainy days ,but I especially love rainy nights in the winter .On The Edge
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