The Snow lies on the Earth
Icicles
hang from the gate
Frost sits
on the windowpanes
A fire
burns in the grate
The sun
sets beyond the wood
Abandoning
the sky
Let’s draw
the curtains in
And bank
the fire high
Now turn
the lamplight up
And forget
about the weather
Warm moment
we’ll share
As we cozy
up together
No comments:
Post a Comment