POEM: The Nighttime in Winter

Standing beneath the glow of the moon

Atop the bright, encrusted snow

With the starlight shimmering across its surface

Like the glare on a rippling ocean

The winter winds make me feel at home

As I stand in the shadow of the season

Looking up at the cold, clear sky

I know I am alive

For I love the nighttime in winter.

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