ContentmentA Poem by New DawnI have nothing to do. No pressing engagement. A house empty of all, save the freshly laundered duvet that invites me to partake of its fragrant comfort. I curl, cat like, basking in a pool of liquid warmth that seeps lazily through the window, bathing the room in orange glow.
Oh to spend a life time here, wrapped in such sweet embrace. © 2013 New DawnReviews
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Added on February 6, 2013Last Updated on February 6, 2013 AuthorNew DawnUnited KingdomAboutI have always written to some extent. seem to be leaning toward poetry at moment. In my other existance I am a nurse , wife , mother of three. Just like to share and get back some constructive critici.. more..Writing
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