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Warm As Toast The weather out is bitter cold, but I am safe and warm inside. The fireplace is a bed of gold. Its crackling heat imparts comfort while frigid wind knocks at my door. My coziness is of import and penetrates me to the core. ~ ~ ~ 7 lines Poet’s Place prompt: Saraband form (7 lines / 8 syllables per line / rhyme scheme – a, x, a and b, c, b, c) (12.16.21) |