My Simple Comforts
My Simple Comforts comfort stories
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shygirl
shygirlKinda shy better writer than talker
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A short narrative poem about the comforts of writing.

My Simple Comforts

by shygirl

The slight weight of my favorite pen in my left hand. The little challenge of balancing my beaten up composition book in my lap.

A mug of warm tea resting on the table beside me with dragons of steam and earthy fragrance curling from the top. It's the perfect amount of warm in this room.

Not so warm that you notice but also not so cold you could catch a chill. This is the physical equivalent of my happy place. The comfort of this moment is purely unbeatable.

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4 months agoReply
I liked the dragons of steam imagery - nice work!

shygirlKinda shy better writer than talker
4 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil thank you so much for all of your wonderful comments they really do inspire me to keep writing. I also thoroughly enjoy the things you write as well.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
4 months agoReply
Wistfully beautiful. Incredibly romantic in the literary sense. I loved it. Great post!!!!!!