Toasty Heat Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

toasty heat toasty heat

coming out of the vents

so steamingly sweet

what can be better for a late Christmas treat

than toasty heat.

soft blue is the chimney smoke

and red the blazing fire

silver bright the winter sun

when the winds blow cold and dire

many things in winter I love and celebrate

but truly nothing better for a blue ribbon plate

is the state of toasty heat after certain disaster

filling up my tiny home with gusts of laughter.

mary angela douglas 29 december 2022