The wind blows cold and hard

The wind blows cold and hard
Against the window
I hear the ice crack, as it bends,
It encases the ground and trees
Branches thrash against the gale,
As I watch from the stillness of my chair
Stream from the cup of tea beside me
Curls up into the air, in a slow spiral,
While outside, the snowflakes whirl in the maelstrom
Stark contrast
A quiet laughter bubbles up from deep inside me
From deep inside my heart
As I sit awake
Watching the glowing flames in the fireplace
With a happy sigh, I drink my tea
~

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