• The sound of the snow,
    silently dabbling on the roof,
    the wind blows,
    making me feel so aloof.

    The fireplace twinkles,
    merrily making me snug,
    mingled with chocolate sprinkles,
    in my hot chocolate mug.

    A quilt wrapped about my feet,
    makes me feel at home,
    the cold making a hasty retreat,
    as I browse through a tome.

    It is this,
    a hot drink and a book,
    that fills me with bliss,
    Oh the eternal hook!