Against the pane, a lullaby so sweet.
The world outside is grey, a muted scene,
But here inside, a sense of peace serene.
A book lies open, words upon the page,
Whispering tales of heroes, love, and rage.
The fire crackles, casting dancing light,
A warm embrace against the lonely night.
A simple cup of tea, a gentle sigh,
Contentment fills the corners of my eye.
The world can wait, its chaos far removed,
This quiet moment, treasured and loved.