The time of frost,
The shorten days,
When winter comes I know she'll never stray,
So, as the snowflakes kiss your gentle lips,
And children play with their sleighs,
Won't you join me in the winter snow today?
- Nightingale
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Moonlight Poetry
PoetryPoetry and art are food for the soul. I think it's time you started feeding yourself. - Nightingale --------------------------------------------------------------------- An original collection of poems all written by me, I look forward to going th...
