The Comfort
Nothing quite effectively states the comfort of
A well-worn jacket with that perfect smell
A sunny day with the rich aroma of soil
And a hammock
Surrounded by the nothingness
Of doing nothing
Of just enjoying the moment
Bare feet, warm skin
A cool breeze playing through my hair
I feel inclined to stay here forever
Nothing quite compares
To sweet simplicity in comfort
Copyright © Elena Welsh | Year Posted 2018
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