a snow day

The world is hushed, a blanket soft and deep,

a stillness settles, as teas steep.

The usual sounds, muffled and subdued,

 a different world, a different mood.

No hurried footsteps, no insistent call, 

just a stillness, enveloping all.

Comfort rises in the form of steam, from the

brew of leaves, with a touch of cream. 

Wrapped in the warm embrace, hidden from the cold,

a crackling symphony, of embers bright and bold, 

The air is crisp, a tingle on my nose,

as frosted branches, silently repose.

Snuggled in blankets, a haven warm and bright, 

where simple pleasures, fill the heart with light.

A cozy feeling, a sense of being home, 

as the world outside, quietly roams.

A gentle curtain, falling soft and slow, 

transforms the landscape into a quiet glow. 

Tiny flakes, littering the air, 

a silent ballet, descending with care.