THE SMELL OF COMFORT

Tucked up in a cosy corner, with the smell of books.

Surrounded by shelves of honey-coloured, lavender-polished wood.

With blankets soft to the touch, to tuck around the shoulders 

And toes, keeping you snug.

As you gaze out on a winter’s scene, cold and crisply white.

Fading into the dark cloak of night.

Clasping a mug of steaming hot chocolate, awaiting its cooling ready to sip.

Listening to a night bird’s last night song. When complete, a hush descends.

Signifying another day's safe end.

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