It may sound strange to some
But I find comfort in the dark
When a sunny day turns to gray
When the storm moves in and clouds
Hide the light, I listen to the wind and rain
Feeling cozy and content
I pour myself a steaming cup of coffee
Inhaling the pleasant aroma
I pull a blanket around me
Taking in the sound of rumbling thunder
As a child, a storm meant the possibility of relying on
A candle for light
To me, candles were magical portals through time
I could be a Victorian girl in a giant house full of antiques
Dark days are a good reason to ponder, to read and relax
They remain my dark comfort
About the Creator
Kathleen Anderson
I love stories. I love to read, watch, and create stories. Since childhood, the library has always been a sacred place to me. Writing transports my soul's hidden depths so the world can share them with me.
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Thank you 😊
This writing was outstanding.
Makes me feel like I took a peek into your brain! Beautifully written <3