Fire filled the cold air
Sparks fly to ignite anything it touches
The cracks of crickets fill the night
The smell of love and peace
The suffering of sleep
Going from person to person
The howl of a faraway wolf fills the room
The footsteps of a nearby animal awaken us
The cold air roars through the trees
The morning sun up on the sky
Leaving an orange tint on everything it touched
Hot chocolate fills the air
Breakfast
The sound of cooking eggs
Morning has come
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Odette's Poem Book
PoetryHey, so I have a thing for writing poems and I decided to create a book for all of them. Some of them are old and some are new. Some of them also aren't that good, but overall I think they are pretty good. It would be great if you are looking at thi...
