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.
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