A Winter Day
Winters are specialand so is its each hour
The mornings are for venturing out
for coffee,
The afternoons for napping
after setting up a barbeque,
The evenings are for sipping tea or wine
lost somewhere,
while the nights are for some chatter
with lit up candles
or reading by a fire place
letting the closing of the
move past you.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2023-11-12 at 11:24
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