Hygge

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Writers' Pantry #48


 I gaze out at the gentle snow fall

grateful for the warmth behind me

blazing fire, crackling logs  

brought in before the storm

to last the weekend

let the snow come

you are here

with me 

  safe   

 ©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved


 

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  1. indybevNovember 29, 2020 at 10:32 AM

    This left me with a warm and cozy feeling! Thank you!

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    1. LisaNovember 30, 2020 at 4:51 PM

      Thank you! My weather has been quite nasty, so warm and cozy is nice! I don't have a fireplace though.

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  2. Magaly GuerreroNovember 29, 2020 at 11:20 AM

    Few things are as comforting as a having warmth to lean into when the world grows cold. This is lovely.

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  3. Ron. LavaletteNovember 29, 2020 at 11:46 AM

    Yes!

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  4. HelenNovember 29, 2020 at 2:24 PM

    Eyes shut, deep breath, exhale, sigh .... yes.

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    1. LisaNovember 30, 2020 at 4:54 PM

      The sound of those actions are very relaxing!

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  5. tonispencerNovember 29, 2020 at 4:13 PM

    Peaceful poem.

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    1. LisaNovember 30, 2020 at 4:54 PM

      Thank you. I find snow to be so quiet, and peaceful. It muffles sound.

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  6. Old EggNovember 29, 2020 at 4:42 PM

    It has been many years since experiencing really cold winters. As I read this in Australia as the temperture soars here I felt a tiny shiver!

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    1. LisaNovember 30, 2020 at 4:55 PM

      I read that the temperatures are soaring again this year. Terrible. I don't have really cold ones either, not like in the poem. A bit of snow sometimes, sometimes it stays, usually not. It's pretty for a day or two.

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-WadeNovember 30, 2020 at 4:24 AM

    Sounds delightful!

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    1. LisaNovember 30, 2020 at 4:56 PM

      Thank you. I'd put myself in that picture right now if I could!

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  8. rallentandaDecember 1, 2020 at 4:59 AM

    Ooo this sounds very cosy...dont forget the triple chocolate cocoa

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    1. LisaDecember 1, 2020 at 8:09 AM

      I have homemade cocoa almost every morning!

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