New Year's Eve
Prompt words in red.
In the remote and misty mountains the fresh snow dusts the path I follow. My candles provide minor light, but still the snow sparkles as if by magic, as the moonlight breaks through the clouds. I reach the slippery steps leading up to a heavy oak door. It opens to my knock, and I hear the laugher from within. I carefully scrape the snow off my boots, leaving them in the entryway as I bask in the warmth of the fire within.
my friends awaiting
in the sunken living room
strings ready to strum
and crystal champagne flutes filled
ready to toast the new year
in the sunken living room
strings ready to strum
and crystal champagne flutes filled
ready to toast the new year
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Love this, Lisa. It is warm and cozy.
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