A Winter's Night
The clouds are grey,
And have been all day,
But through the gloom,
I gaze up at the Moon,
And it stares unblinking back.
A single eye,
Up in the sky,
Amidst the inky black.
A cold wind blows,
Through my hair,
And up my nose!
So crisp, so clean,
So fresh, I sneeze!
And in the air it froze.
Stars so bright,
Frost so new,
Snow starts to fall,
And sticks there too.
I'm almost home,
And by the fire, all alone.
On a Winter's night.
Copyright © Scott Walker | Year Posted 2016
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