I lit candles on a wintry night
And revelled in its soft glow.
As it's vanilla aroma slowly diffused,
I slipped under covers,
And began to snore.
YOU ARE READING
Homemade Poetry Marmalade
PoetryThese are a collection of free verse miniature poetry I manage to jot in midst of a busy schedule. This is also a new genre that I am trying my hand at so I am excited for this journey.
