Comfort: A Rough Translation Poem by Athena King

Fuzzy socks.
Books on rainy days while liberally supplied with tea.
A hot shower and warm pajamas after a day in the snow.
Being surrounded by the arms of a loved one while your heart breaks into a thousand small pieces that you know they will be there to help you pick up and put back together.
Having money and sparkling bright colored things to hide the dull and ugly parts of you.
Your own bed after a long trip.
The secure and innocent love of a pet.
Soft sweaters.
Soup while you are sick.