Gathered close
To the fading glow
Of the fire
That drew me in from snow
So gently falling
Outside moon beams
Set the ground aglow
Diamond-like reflections
On freshly fallen snow
Pure and undefiled
Tranquil moments end a winter's day
With a flickering fire
Whose flames dance and play
With sleep's desire.
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