Moonlight on the snow,
Moonlight through the treetops,
We can see everything.
Tasty air,
Cold and crisp,
Darn good breathing.
Must be something out there,
Quiet but they’re there.
Shhh.
So we talk about our loved ones,
So we reminisce,
Golden times.
Shut up,
Soak in the night,
Pretty in the winter,
Dog gone special yup,
All goes to sleep,
When the sun comes up.
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That was a pretty one RS. Really pretty - but it almost feels a little sad to me, too. Then again, what do I know? My opinion and a buck and a half will get you a cup of coffee, right? Ha ha!
ReplyDeleteGeez Skunkeye, it wasn't intended to be sad. It relected a nice winter night where my friends and I were stuck deep in the snow, deep in the woods. I'm beat-up, but up-beat!
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