Sipping on that warm cup of cider
Steaming
Slightly burning my touch
Heating
In my chair, I sit drinking
The chair--plaid with brown leather
The down comfort causes me to doze
The fragrance of grandma's musky cabin
Soothing
The aroma of baking cookies
Appetizing
Percy and Curly are here
Basking in this moment with me
You need not think that they believe it me
The creaking of the wind-blown porch swing
Haunting
The cracking of the swaying trees
Frightening
You hold them so tight
With your drink to your side
In that chair
The safety of the cabin
Calming
The protection of the heavy-wooden door
Solidifying
They need you
They want you
You hold them
You love them
A contest entry
- 24 hour quickie by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
300 points, ended December 21, 2007, 13 entries
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wow this is an amazing and yet such a unique write to the rest have read. it really creates the scene in the readers mind. thankyou and best of luck
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