All is still for old man winter
master of the day unconstrained.
Uninvited guest from up north,
always a surprise when he arrives.
He's not cranky as usual
as he demonstrates in kind.
The wind blows in soft whispers
as the moon smiles in the sky.
Undisturbed snow with no footprints
a peaceful night settles white.
The sound of bliss is quiet
with hints of sparkle from twilight.
Only the sound of a kiss is heard
that fell upon my cheek in my sleep
as she leaned over and whispered
"I love you...good night my sweet."
DionWorx
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