When plans were canceled

Amber street lights glow

rain patters on the window

my home is so warm

It’s bitter outside

I must get ready to leave

but don’t want to go

Message tone alerts

Sorry I have to cancel

I take off my boots

Pizza or pasta

what will deliver quickest

The TV goes on

Aw that’s such a shame

was looking forward to it

hope to see you soon

Sandalwood candles

sit upon the mantlepiece

slowly change the air

The winds howl louder

logs and peat make up the fire

it is Friday night

The kettle’s boiling

Freshly washed shirts are drying

on radiators

One more cup of tea

I put my dressing gown on

as the dog comes in

He stands at my side

excited for company

Pet his faithful head

Knocking at the door

one soaked delivery man

presents a brown box

Cold air and dead leaves

touch the senses foretelling

of coming dark nights

I cocoon myself

with soft velvety blankets

my mouth watering

Shadows from branches

throw against the window blinds

the dog cuddles up

Lights are low and the

roaring fire warms my cold toes

Chocolate biscuits? Yes

I sink further down

the sofa moulds around me

try to stay awake

Tonight is special

it is peaceful, uncommon

I’ve stepped outside time

My favorite film

the opening scene playing

lose myself in tale

With one palm resting

against the glass, I feel the

icy cold outside

I am still, happy

the world continues to turn

I’ve briefly stepped off

Just me and my dog

and the sound of heavy rain

a secret repose

The clock strikes midnight

I can’t fight sleep much longer

I want to stay here

My body is drained

but my soul has been infused

with deep contentment

The dying embers

light the room ever dimmer

eyelids are weighed down

Tonight my bed is

this sanctuary I made

when plans were canceled.