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Her words are like poetry
They flow so softly
Her voice is relaxing
Every word flowing
Like a calm stream
Flowing continuously
So peaceful, yet strong
Every word, warming
Like a cozy fire
Which you long to be near
In the dead of winter
Every word, almost singing
Like birds who greet
The rising sun
Her words are like poetry...
Donna May 27
Snuggled on seatee
Wrapped in blanket watching films
These are the best days
Lazy day today for me and Dean we watching films , it’s well Cloudy outside and looks like rain is on it way ** ❤️
Donna May 14
The sun shined warmly
Cozy cat lounged on table
Green house blossomed green
This was inspired at work today working in a customer house painting up there living room , there cat was sunbathing  in there lovely garden x
Tapping gently at my window,
Like a tired artist playing the piano,
Was an old friend, begging to be heard.

He marched on with his woolly cloak in tow,
Shrouding the sky in shades of grey and blue,
His thundering voice piercing the silence.

“Oh, old friend, how could you be misunderstood so?”
I asked, as I rose to open the window.
With a flash of light, he seemed to reply to my query,
But what he told me, I will never know.
I often feel like rain is unappreciated, so I decided to write a poem about it. It has been quite rainy where I live, so inspiration was plentiful.
Donna Apr 14
Yay it’s lunch time..yes
Maltesers , Crisps , Diet Coke
Not good but feels good

:-))
We all get these days :-)) perfectly Yums x
Jay M Mar 22
Rain patters lightly out the window behind us,
The transparent white curtains,
A dark rug,
Filled with little vines of dark yellows, reds, and greens,
So soft, and so familiar,
Pillows up against the wall by the window,
Pillows off to the right by the wall,
All different;
Save for two.

These two pillows,
The memories they store,
This could be a thing of lore,
Or a thing of bore.

Sequins of ruby on one side,
Sequins of sapphire on the other,
Constantly, some are scattered on the opposite side,
Done by one so mischievous,
Done by one so magnificent,
One whom I hold dear,
Whom I shall never reveal.

We sit there, in this corner,
Under the window,
Rain pattering outside,
Soothing, and familiar,
The scent of them, faint but there,
Soothing and familiar as well.

Sitting so closely,
The light dim,
We smile and simply enjoy the moment,
A moment thought only to be of fantasy,
Yet here we are,
In this moment shared,
So generously spared.

There we were,
Soon there again we shall be,
Not soon, but in time,
Returning to that place again,
Beneath that window,
Those curtains,
The pillows and rug,
The many different,
And the two alike,
Them always messing them up,
Irritating me, yet satisfying me,
Making me thus content.

- Emily M
March 22, 2019
One of the best feelings
The first bite of my favorite meal.
It's hard to decide if it's hunger
Or anticipation.
All of this savored in smile.
The spice of salt, pepper among things
The aroma coming from plate to spoon,
The simplicity of it all.
I live for this feeling,
This warm cozy feeling,
A tight hug from meal to lips.
Theres no better feeling.
Tight hugs
Followed by her kisses
Anya Dec 2018
There are certain words
Like, peppermint
Vanilla
Coca
That just make you taste sweet
And warmth
A cozy afternoon
By the fireplace
On Christmas
Toni Dec 2018
Soft, knit sweaters
And piping-hot tea
Make for very toasty weathers
And cozy times for me.
It’s time to be snug as a bug, my friends. ❄️
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