Creature Comforts Poem by Shiloh Thompson
Creature Comforts
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!
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Hang on to that feeling and remember it, you can pull up the memory and be just fine practically anywere.