To Snuggle or Cuddle? A Post Valentine Post.
We had our 25th Anniversary last October, which to me anyway, sounds like a huge achievement. There are many factors at work here, but one of them might be these darn blanket fairies, because in all this time, I haven't blamed husband for stealing my section of the covers. Actually, I finally said something, for the first time, and then I drew the silly picture and wrote the sillier poem. After all, how can I wake up with icicle toes and not complain?
Blanket Fairies
The darkest part of winter, weâve the thickest blanket on the bed,they sneak inside our home,since the year we were wed.
And though they never failto toss things around.It seems quite unusual,they never make a sound.
Though we shiver,our toes are cold,
we reach for each other, a true love to hold.
One night before they go,after thirty years or so,maybe weâll open our eyes and catch them,pushing our covers to the floor.
Eve Gaal2018
Have you had visits from the blanket fairies this winter?
Blanket Fairies
The darkest part of winter, weâve the thickest blanket on the bed,they sneak inside our home,since the year we were wed.
And though they never failto toss things around.It seems quite unusual,they never make a sound.
Though we shiver,our toes are cold,
we reach for each other, a true love to hold.
One night before they go,after thirty years or so,maybe weâll open our eyes and catch them,pushing our covers to the floor.
Eve Gaal2018
Have you had visits from the blanket fairies this winter?
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