Warmth <br />is two frozen hands around <br />a mug of hot steaming <br />coffee, early morning <br />chillness crawling up your skin; <br /> <br />is coming in from cold <br />pouring rain drenched wet, <br />towelled and <br />wrapped snug before a stove, <br />crackling aroma of corn; <br /> <br />is a sun-shiny cosy-warm <br />feeling you get when <br />a girl smiles at you.<br /><br />Tan Pratonix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/warmth/
