Winter's Slumber

A time to chill like the frosted air
bundle up with hats and scarfs
While nature gives its animals fur and thick skin
Our fat we so not as well cherish
But that deep sleep like the bears
Comes when the house is so cool
What is it about icy chilly air
That sends me into a drool of slumber
The fresh scent of cool linen
Beneath my warm grandma quilts
It's inviting and hospitable 
You want to linger in luxury
To cast away winter chores 
like shoveling snow I rather
Warm my toes by the fire
melting marshmallows for smores
And nurse hot drinks 
The flip side of summer
Is the warm fuzzy rituals
We create only in winter.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Legros Kelley Avatar
January 5, 2024 at 6:48 PM
So warm and cuddly, protected from the cold as you rest on fresh linen beneath your grandma quilts! I loved the imagery you painted within this poem Karen :)
Jones Avatar
January 5, 2024 at 7:53 PM
Thanks so much Bj for reading!
Buhagiar Avatar
January 4, 2024 at 9:17 AM
What a poem. You need luxury so find it. Great emotion.
Jones Avatar
January 4, 2024 at 1:47 PM
Thanks Victor!
Brotherton Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 6:07 PM
A perfect way to spend winter days.
Jones Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 9:30 PM
Hugs Jerry :0)
Goldsmith Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 8:56 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write/ending. Hot cocoa/book is for me. Come on spring... Have a blessed day writing away..........
Jones Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 10:25 AM
Glad you enjoyed it and yes I am eager for spring too!
Empress Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 7:41 AM
Ah this is so very well written for winter slumber, i want to slumber too, and cuddle in through cold nights, warm blankets are my faves too during winter. I remember i used to have a heating blankie when i lived in australia altho the winter there isnt so crazy like Europe or other places iv been in winter. I still am such an islander i guess. Pleasure reading this. Happy new year kind karen. Best wishes for the contest
Jones Avatar
January 3, 2024 at 7:54 AM
Happy New Year dearest Inky and thanks
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