An Evening In December
Sipping cocoa by the fire,
while December flurries blow,
snug and safe from winter's ire.
Sipping cocoa by the fire,
watching as the flames go higher,
then burning down to embers glow.
Sipping cocoa by the fire,
while December flurries blow.
12/30/15
Entered in Rob Carmack's
"One of Your Best" contest
5th place
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2015
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