The Cold Night Air. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

The cold night air,
is all you knew.
The icy waters and
the morning dew.

Your howls could be heard
from the mountain high.
The snow blew east,
across the sky.

The stars they shone,
and I could see,
the path you took,
led straight to me.

Come my friend,
your visit is overdue.
I have missed your presence.
your honest view.

The cold night air,
is all you knew.
The icy waters and the
morning dew.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .