In the cold days,
Curl up in a good book
Let the language pour over me
Pulling a comfy blanket
Around me
I disappear into another world
Lost among the words
And slipping away
In the warmth
Of an author’s touch
In the cold days,
Curl up in a good book
Let the language pour over me
Pulling a comfy blanket
Around me
I disappear into another world
Lost among the words
And slipping away
In the warmth
Of an author’s touch
Enjoyed the poem brinemcallister!!!