November, rainy night by Ann Wood
Rainy night, and a Christmas movie at my cozy room.It's raining outside again, and the wind dances with the tree branches.
It's dark outside, and a thunderstorm is brewing.
I'm snuggled up in the warm bed and watching TV.
The steam is working and the house is warm and cozy, the Christmas music from the movie I am watching takes me pleasantly to the land of dreams.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2023-11-14 at 00:56
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