Snuggle
written by: Glen Gales
Descended quietly while asleep
It snowed last night, the drifts are deep
Hands around warm coffee cup
I sip a bit to wake me up
Outside my windowpane I see
Flakes swirling round so wild and free
Gravity plucks them from the clouds
They scrunch together on the ground
Winter’s wrath has now begun
Forecast says much more to come
Six days we toil then one we rest
It’s Sunday now, so we can nest
Hunker down inside our home
While frigid winter huffs and blows
A pancake breakfast, bacon too
Stay in pyjamas until noon
Board games, movie matinee
Is how our family spends the day
Tomorrow we’ll be digging out
With shovels we will struggle…
Now we’re bunched up on our couch
In a blanket we all snuggle
I have always enjoyed the serene calm that mother nature provides and prefer to spend my time away from cities. Hiking, kayaking, cycling or just taking long walks alone or with my lovely wife is always very pleasant. We reside in Mont-Tremblant Quebec Canada with vast mountains and rivers at our doorstep. Reading and writing poetry is a cherished part of my human experience.
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