A Winter's Eve
As winter’s eve draws to its close
Long wavering line of seagulls fly
In chevron stretched on fading sky
And trees their deepening shadows
throw
Mysterious bark of hidden deer
Sliding through the bosky glade
Ephemeral in the thickening haze
Their phantoms in the distance fade
The creatures of the night bestir
Poised alert with listening ear
For secret rustle with care to muffle
Each tiny sound from elfin paw
Alert in case they danger hear
They furtive slink through ghostly
trees
And timorous through the gloaming
peer
For hunters red in tooth and claw
The eerie hoot of twilight owl
A robin trills his evening song
The silent fox slips out to prowl
A misty moon and nights are long
A robin trills his evening song
The silent fox slips out to prowl
A misty moon and nights are long
Glimmer of pale elusive star
Evening stills with breathless hush
Awaits the stealthy advance of dusk
Smell of frost in the air
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