While night descends around us,
the light inside flickers.
It adds a warmth
hard to describe
and a feeling of coziness
welcomed at this time of the year.
The early darkness
fills my home with light.
Light from the beeswax candles.
Light from the fire.
Light from the little Christmas lights,
twinkling, gleaming, streaming.
My home is aglow,
with a soft light,
during this time
I love the word aglow!ReplyDelete
Such beautiful visions...
Thanks, me too! I had it written down in my word list and had to use it :)Delete
when you write your poetry, I love to visit and snuggle into the words :)ReplyDelete
Awe, thank you Karen, that is so sweet. Snuggle away :)Delete
i savor the comfort of candlelight this dark time of year. it is as cozy as a blanket to me :)ReplyDelete
Oh yes, me too!Delete
Thank you :)Delete
so lovely! I love that inside glow winter brings! You captured it in both word and picture here!ReplyDelete
Thanks Summer :)Delete
What a gorgeous post! xoReplyDelete
Thanks Shel :)Delete
Such a pretty photo and poem, Kim.ReplyDelete
Thanks Kristen :)Delete