Winter
Cold drops brush my face,
Rainfall dances on the street,
Cozy home awaits.
Shivering bodies,
Seek refuge from the downpour,
Hot tea warms our souls.
Pitter-patter sounds,
Whispered secrets of the night,
Cold rains calm to sleep.
Copyright © Jeanine Dejesus | Year Posted 2024
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