stephthmpsn6Dec 8, 20201 min readFlurriesA flurry of giggles,spiced cookies with sprinkleswarm fire all aglow.Soft downy covers,the murmur of lovers ‘neath the evergreen, low.These visions of ChristmasI cling, in the stillness—for this year... I am alone.~steph t.
A flurry of giggles,spiced cookies with sprinkleswarm fire all aglow.Soft downy covers,the murmur of lovers ‘neath the evergreen, low.These visions of ChristmasI cling, in the stillness—for this year... I am alone.~steph t.