Warm Cottage Mood


The winter night lingered, but now it has ended,

And with the night the morning sun has blended.

Though it hides its face with the mist as a mask

Forbidding us its warmth in which to bask.

Mist enshrouded as it is the day has begun

Under foreboding skies of a dimly lit sun.

By the fire, for warmth, we reside at home

With no intentions of the outside world to roam.

Aroma filled kitchen of bacon and eggs delight

As ravenous grumblings of my stomach the insight.

The coffee is brewed and clears the cobwebs of sleep

Which is a welcomed benefit I sorely need to reap.

And my wife by the stove preparing the food,

Completes the setting of the warm cottage mood.

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