Creature Comforts Poem by Shiloh Thompson

Creature Comforts

Rating: 4.8


Warm under the covers
Blanket over my head
Rain singing
Pitter-pat
Against my window

Cool leather seats
Sun on my face
Tires softly
Humming
Along the road

Warm arms encircling
Nestling myself to your chest
Heart singing
Pitter-pat
In my ear

Cool blue eyes
Staring into mine
Angels softly
Humming
In my ears

What a joyful thing comfort is!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ayn Timmerman 10 October 2007

Hang on to that feeling and remember it, you can pull up the memory and be just fine practically anywere.

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