How still the silent night sky clad with shades of gray, moon-charmed with mystic light that fades with break of day. (an excerpt from my poem Winter Night) December 9, 2016 / Flowerpoet Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
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