Nighttime Treasures Poem by Lily Jeanne Spear

Nighttime Treasures



For I do need the sun to warm my days.
But I like the cool night mist,
And the light the moon gives.

For I am cuddled underneath my covers.
The warmth to comfort me
In the the cold, cruel fall of winter.

Sunday, September 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: winter
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