Winter Night Skies Poem by David Thomas

Oh how i miss you
laying out amongst the cold
protected cozily by a warm fuzzy blanket
or even in my street clothes
laying atop that old truck
mid december late november
i love this time of night
when all the clouds are faint
and light
and all the lights are dim
not very bright
except for the stars that are out tonight
the ones above our usual plane of sight
i love the winter constellations
the warm cold feeling of a late december evening,
being alone in nature is great
but feeling nature's arms around me tightly
makes looking up and breathing in...
the full moon gazing upon a mere infant to her
oh how proud i am to be alive
to feel the rush winter delivers
oh how i am proud to be alive
just like the stars i too
want to shine bright
even on the coldest nights.