Hot Cocoa

Written by, Jason Pham

On a cold winter day

I sat on the front porch

Holding hot chocolate

While watching the marshmallows melt.

And to add to that, was the chirping of a canary.

And the sound of broken twigs.

Feeling the steam hit my chin,

I had a sip.

The warmth gushed down my throat,

A touch of a fresh air breeze,

And the sun on my face,

What a perfect day.