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The magic of a night frosted with the magic of snow. |
Pure white snowflakes Drifting around Make nighttime skies Upon the ground Heavenly clasp Of angels’ lips In form of snow In cold, short nips Creating seas Of blankets, white Shimmering Crystal in moonlight Twilight shapes Of ghosts appear Some float far off While others near Winds of ancient Chime their tunes Of snowy nights And afternoons And in the morning ‘Fore the dawn Designs of frost My windows spawn From frost of night And chill of morn The snow remakes My soul forlorn Then in the sun The covered trees The shining shroud Above my knees Renew my heart And heal my soul Through winter's tears And frigid cold |