February 9, 2026

the gift of time

come. 

there’s a quiet corner 

where a fire crackles low 

there are seats waiting 

with our own cozy blankets 

and outside, the snow— 

we’ll watch it all from a window 

and beside you are the books 

we’ve left our bookmarks in

to pick up when we are feeling ready 

to forget a bit the world we live


i’ll ask you for your favorite moments 

so far in this life 

and you will ask me for mine 

and i will agree with you that this one 

will be top of the list next time 


we’ll sip on hot chocolate and tea 

and munch on sweet things 

we’ll take all the time we want 

and all the time we need 

because we’ll have nowhere better to be 


- les’nspired