A snowy night

by leo_probably

January 14, 2018

Snow falls,

Dusting the dark roads

In their beautiful epiphany

Houses,

Warmed with their yellow glows,

Burst with laughter, singing, and joy

Twinkling little worlds filled with only the best people

And no one is alone

And no one wants to be

For they are so loved

And so warm next to the fireplace

Somehow,

I know this is what paradise would be

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Comments (2)

leo_probablyJan 15, 2018

I think poems are made to give you an image, but not an answer (sometimes, anyway). I'm glad you liked it! Thank you so much!! :D

sarahdougalJan 15, 2018

Paints a beautiful picture. I especially love the line "And so warm next to the fireplace." Is the heat coming from the fireplace? Or is that just where they are standing, and that warm feeling is the happiness inside of them, together and accepted? I love how you left that little piece up to the reader.Everyone has their own, personal paradise unique to them. Thank you for sharing a small piece of yours with us.