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Nights draw in
We harvest all we can
to last us through winter
Glance at the majestic moon
and make a wish with her
Magical things happen
as her rays beam down
a soft side of night
cuddles us close
Dreams come in quietly
holding us nearer
We stop to reflect
on things gone by
The nights get shorter
the air carries a chill
which we wrap up against
Now's the time to shut down
I'll stir again when its warmer
until that time I will slumber
until spring returns
and the nights get longer.
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Shadow Hamilton
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