On this Sunday night
Everything was dark and cold
Night had fallen early
Streets were slick with ice
Not a soul was out
On this Sunday night
Home was bright and warm
Friends around the table
Laughing and smiling and joking
Beers and snacks were in abundance
Lasagna baking in the oven
This is how it should be
Surrounded by warmth and friends
On this Sunday night
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
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you have very nice fluent writting : )
ReplyDeleteYou're poem made me smile.
ReplyDeleteWe don't spend enough time enjoying each others company and it's very important that we work toward that goal.
Thank you. There are a lot of simple pleasures in life and we should take advantage of every one.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. The words are beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteAh, yes, the warmth of friends.
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