Poem Hour Six

An Ideal Day

Lazy, sound of silence
Maybe the song of birds outside,
Safe and cozy covers surrounding us,
As we smile at the lack of anywhere to be.

Later, immersing ourselves in stories, laughter,
Comforting cups of tea and sandwiches,
Curled up together
As we listen to pitter-pattering raindrops outside.

Warmth holds us close
As we hold each other,
Content and relaxed
On a lazy, perfect day.

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