seasonal blankets
nature’s gift of fallen snow
man’s gift of flannel
© Eugenia Hoffman
Eugenia enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for Eugenia to follow her dreams by doing things she enjoys…spending time with family, learning, sharing, traveling, writing poetry, and encouraging others to pursue their goals. Eugenia’s writing and creative endeavors can be found at her blogs, Eugi’s Causerie I and Eugi’s Causerie II, where she has gathered a following of kindred souls who share her passion for writing. Eugenia has authored eBooks Fanciful Delights and Mama, me and Mother Nature, and also has writings at Spillwords, PoetrySoup, and beBee.com.
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original post – https://amanpan.com/2018/12/14/overlay/
Love a fireplace and your poem has a warm feel to it. 🙂
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Thank you! 😊
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You are welcome!
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And a warm Christmas to you Eugenia… I’m nearly 70, and yet to experience a day in the snow…
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And a warm Christmas to you, Ivor. Living the first 30 years of my life in Florida, I didn’t see snow except when I went to college in Missouri. When I left Florida and moved to the northeast, I saw plenty of snow. Where I live now, we see it every now and then. Softly falling snow is beautiful, IMO.
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Haha … I’ve still plenty of time….
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Yes, you do!
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A cozy poem.
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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