#PoetryChallenge

I love my black coffee and my toffee too no milk nor sugar, sizzling and steaming like the chimney. My perfect mix and brew,my secret ingrident.

Its chilling season,
The blizzard hitting hard.
Everywhere covered in flakes.
Happy moment are here again with friends and family as we recline and dine.

All chattering as laughter fills the air,while the kids gathered round the fire place clad to their mothers.

The kids wants to go out shovelling to build a happy snowman. The look in their eyes it's a plea from their soul.

But mama would decline this plea,cos it's dangerous for their young little...