Thursday, November 1, 2012

home

a steaming mug of tea
i wait.
i wait.
i wait....
then,
a splash of cream.
a sip.
i taste--
a good read in a comfy leather chair
a roaring fire on a rainy day
a long afternoon nap in which time stops

home

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  1. UnknownSeptember 9, 2013 at 12:47 PM

    This is a lovely poem. It embodies the peaceful enjoyment of a quiet day at home.

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