Thursday, November 26, 2015


It was worth it.
I climbed out of bed and pulled on my shoes,
Then stepped out into the cold.
Cool, clean moonlight glowed on the snow,
And the night sky appeared not dark,
But richly blue.
I looked at the stars and wished you could see this, too.
But as you could not,
I assure you, it was beautiful.

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