Smoke drifted off
Of the brick
Chimney,
Joining the rest
In the city,
Cozy and warm,
Fire gleaming
and
Snapping
Flames licking the stones,
Heating and
Saving some
Cats purring
And lying
Warm by the hearth
Children getting too
Close, life lessons
Well learned
Dads stacking
Pine logs up
High
Moms cooking
Soup and baking
Pies
Sweet smoke
Floating across
The crisp air
Filling the city
With warmth and
Happiness
(I know the moms and dads part might not apply to everyone, but it does for me, and my poetry is written for me and you are the audience. So just fill in that part with whatever you want whether it's mama stacks the logs and mom cooks, or mom stacks the logs and dad cooks. I don't care. Thanks for reading:)
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Wonderland (a winter poetry collection)
ŞiirA poetry collection combining the solitude and grief of winter along with the comforting and emotional half.
