A Snowy Night

Flakes so large
soft and white,
floating silently down
throughout the night.

Trees once bare
now bending low,
from the weight
of new fallen snow.

From the sky, a
full moon on high,
shines down and
lights the night.

Casting eerie shadows,
from objects in it’s path,
against snow that’s
silvery white.

If anything can be
called beautiful,
it must be this
panorama that I see.

Just the night lit with stars,
a moon that’s brighter by far,
the snow laden pine trees
and me.

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