On a Cold Winter Night
On a fantastic cloudless winter night
I look at the stars, they’re all so bright
Feeling the zephyr in this pacific place
Viewing the trees as they swing with grace.
Colder are the days, masses sick and sneezing
As day by day the weather is so freezing.
It is the prettiest time of the winter
Winter is here with magic below O Number.
Feel the sensational tresses like curls of snow
And the passionate eyes like embers aglow
With pale face pointing to that desire
To be surrounded by subtle white fire.
A weary mind at last permitted to rest
musing on the fruition of how I’m blessed.
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December 20, 2014
Form: Rhyme
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014
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