Gloves on the heater,
old radiator sighing,
the house fills with warmth.
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Beautiful- it made me sigh reading it. Comfort and warmth.
Another comforting and cozy poem. Good job.
I could feel the warmth hehehehe. Loved this!
Amen warm again 🌺🦋🌺 luv this haiku
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Beautiful- it made me sigh reading it. Comfort and warmth.
Another comforting and cozy poem. Good job.
I could feel the warmth hehehehe. Loved this!
Amen warm again 🌺🦋🌺 luv this haiku