"In My Corner"

Night has descended
the moon nestled behind the
facade of misty snow.
White outside my window
makes the dark an evening glow.

In my corner with a fire
dancing in the room.
I lay and watch the snow fall
to the scent of burnt woods perfume.

Snowed in by the crystal blanket
already nestled on the ground.
Heaps of mighty snowdrifts
in my sleeping garden and all abound.

Trees that lost their cover
now coated all in white
crystals dangle from its limbs
sparkling through the night.

Snowed in this wintery bliss
a wine glass of pink chabley.
Eavesdropping on the echoes
of the winds whispering
through the trees.

Silence that succumbs me
in the midst of a
wintery storm.
Snowed In, lying by my fire,
in my corner where I stay warm.

By: Sandy
Copywrite@2001 Sandra Ratliff

This poem was entered into a contest
and had to be based on the words "Snowed In".

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