The days flow with less sunlight.
Winter is in our sight.
We prepped and prepared.
Are settled in our chairs.
Ready for the day to end.
Tucked in.
Warm and snug.
Waiting for the moment when our eyes
flutter shut, and warm dreams fill
the spaces between the setting sun
and the rising one.
Tucked in.
Carried away.
To worlds we care to play.
