Oh the glory of a winter night
as the snow covers the ground.
The beauty silent and unspoken
such glory without a sound.

The chill in the air is brisk
winter skies are clear and bright.
You can breathe in ole man winter
as you inhale the wondrous sight.

All of nature is now quiet
You may see a deer pass by.
A redbird leaves its shelter
for the crumbs it sees nearby.

The night is cold and silent
All of creation goes to sleep
Within this glorius winter night
are warm memories we shall keep.

Poem by Irishgrrl
Copyrighted-November of 2000
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