Cozy (A Poem)


Poetry / Thursday, December 28th, 2017

Cozy on a chilly night,

A warm glass of red,

Sitting next to my love,

Whilst reading in bed.

Curled up watching a movie,

The sofa makes us three,

Far from being a crowd,

The best form of company.

Fingerless gloves,

A wooly hat pulled down to the brow.

I hear folk speak ill of winter,

And every year I wonder how.

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