A Winter Evening Indoors Poem by Emma Sinclair

The cool breeze drifts in from the window
The stew is bubbling in the pot as the fire crackles
I'm wrapped in my blanket beside the fire
Reading my favourite book
The dog is curled up on the couch at my feet
I have a hot mug of coco beside me
Through the windows I can hear the crickets chirping away under the moon
Every now and then I can hear the owl hoot outside
Calling for its mate and a mouse to snack on
The condensation clings to the windows
Candles lit by the windows
It's peaceful and quiet this winter night
Barely anything stirs
Slowly I fall asleep in the chair
Asleep on this winter evening indoors