Tuesday, 9 March 2021

WHITE NIGHT

Like a ribbon of pure white silk

The road crossed the dale

Frost coated the window pains

While the moonlight bathed the vale

 

Under the star filled winter sky

Icicles are illuminated by moonlight

The stark beauty of the landscape

Is best viewed in the glow of the firelight    

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