my own point of view about the poetry ☺️

                  Poetry is the language of the imagination and the passions. It relates to whatever gives immediate pleasure or pain to the human mind. It comes home to the bosoms and businesses of men ; for nothing but what comes homa to them in the most genaral and intelligible shape can be a subject for poetry. Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry connot have much respect for himself, or for anything else. Wherever there is a sense of beauty, or power, or harmony, as in the motion of a wave of the sea, in the growth of a flower, thare is poetry in its birth.

conversation about the weather ☁️☁️☁️☁️

Adam : It's really cold outside! What                      ever happened to the weather                  report they was telling us? I                      thought this cold front was                        supposed to finish last night.

Eve : yes; I thought so too. That's what I           saw on the weather report on TV             last night. They never get the                   weather right.

Adam : I suppose the wind chill is really               bringing down the temperature                 down making it cooler than it is.

Eve : Do you mind if we go inside? I feel           like my toes are starting to go                   numb.I will make us both some               warm coffee.

Adam : That sounds great. Do you have                any cookies? 

Eve : For sure. I brought a packet this               morning.

Adam : I will also make a log fire.

Eve : That sounds wonderful. I like log              fires they are so beautiful.

Adam : ok let's get inside and get warm.