Christmas is coming
as the snow softly falls,
we hug and kiss each other
and never really recall.

Wer'e busy bonding as one
despite the weather,
as we ly in bed
making love together.

We then walk out side
as snow crunches neath our feet,
can hear the distant barking
of dogs down the street.

Drivers slowly drive by
a honking their horn,
the look of fear is here
are full of anger and scorn.

As the day finally ends
we have our coffee and our tea,
that slowly touches our hearts
we are meant for you,and me!

Very nice welcome to the site.

Nice

Welcome

Hey Rod that was great i keep telling you to get your poems published

I know dear,but dont know where to start,I know I am dense,but any suggestions would be quite helpful!


Rod