Who?
snow and the blanketing midnight surrounds,
muffles the madness,
and snuffs out the sounds,
rising in billows
from wandering souls,
fluff up your pillows
and stare through the holes,
letting in moonlight,
like eyes of an owl,
asking Who
loves you,
beyond deaths'
dark cowl.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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