monk frost Poems

Now that I'm on in years
I begin to savor all I have tasted
The past the worst of my fears
All the moments I have wasted
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Bright the star's, during a clear night
Opaque a half moon, near translucent
Full the sky, not a cloud in sight
Silent except for the crickets chirp
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Brisk this morning, frost covered leaves
Quiet the house, warmed from inside
A stove meant to fry eggs and bacon
Becomes the scent of a turkey
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