Calm,
cold, snowy night.
The
ground is covered in powdery white.
Even
at dark, it’s still so bright.
The
snow reflecting silvery light.
Only
the bravest of souls would dare,
To
battle through the icy air.
Whipping
wind, pelting ice,
The
night to malevolent goes
From
such a splendid sight.
But,
once again, the snow subsides.
And,
once again, it glows,
With
such a peaceful, brilliant bright.
And
on our way we go.
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