Comfort Is

The ecstasy.

Photograph thanks to Lynette Sinclair.

Comfort is the ecstasy Of lying still in bed Ensconced and half-asleep With no worries in my head.

And the satisfaction Of eating my favourite food Delectable and naughty Puts me in a good mood.

Being with the one I love Perfectly in tune It is yet another comfort That sends me over the moon.

Friends bring tranquillity Support and reassurance Always guaranteed to please And to go the distance.

Comfort is consolation A lucky dip and a second chance Succour for the downhearted Solace and condolence.

When comfort washes over me And I ease into relaxation I thank my lucky stars For cosiness and consolation.

Calmness and serenity And quietening the mind Rest and meditation And leaving stress behind.

Parts of the keys to comfort The universal panacea Easing stress and duress The feeling when love is here.

©

David Rudder 2026

Thank you for reading this piece and my poetry.