Winters Night

Icicles shimmer at the eves. Deep white snow crunches under foot. Stars are brilliant in the deep velvet sky. All silence , then an owl hoots. Cold strikes through my clothes, Nipping at my fingers nose and toes. From the window a warm beam of light turns the snow to golden glitter. Seductive warmth whispers at my back ,come in ,come in. One last look to the sky . Already feathery flakes flutter downward. I link arms with warmth as we enter. Against the winters night the door is a bastion now shut.