Snowy Night
The clock struck twelve, we took a stroll,
And wandered, happy, in the snow.
We crossed a road, no cars, no bus,
The street deserted but for us:
That night it seemed the world was ours.
The moon was hidden, and the stars.
If anyone looked out and saw
Us dancing, laughing - and my fall,
Perhaps they wondered at our mirth.
As snowflakes drifted down to earth,
We stopped to have a snowball fight.
And snow kept falling all that night.
For Francine's Winter Couplet contest - walk
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2011
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