in the smell of the pine mixed
with fireplace smoke
hot chocolate kisses
and angels of snow
the warm winter sun
that gave us its glow
the laughter of lovers
as we play as we go
the day winds down quickly
to moon and starlight
the fire rekindled
on this cold, cold night
candles are lit and
now they beam bright
all nestled and warm
but my hair--what a sight
we do not gather with
family or friends
its just us two
and we're staying in
maybe next year
the pandemic will end
I'm fine with just you
for as long as this wends
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License