Starry Night

Starry cloak of night covers the world
with winter's breath. Cold night sky
is clear and crisp

This is the time I love the most, cold-kissed
cheeks rosy and chill. Cold air gives
me a chill and I chase foggy breath
away on the wind.

Father rides high in the sky hunting
the mother in love he reaches for her
and laughing she skips away over the
horizon. He follows

Winter weather rules the night but loses
its power with the warming light. Jack
loves the dark and starry night.

- Poet Silver Raven

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