In Silent Snow
`December``
Round slice of moon: December night
Stark branches lift
From hollowed black to silvered white
No wind disturbs
The stars swing by in frozen flight
Soft smoke floats thin
From fires alight in rooms below
The stillness holds
In silent snow
Neat footprints write a winter`s tale
The night dreams on
Fran Newman
In the book, `Till All the Stars Have Fallen``
`December``
Round slice of moon: December night
Stark branches lift
From hollowed black to silvered white
No wind disturbs
The stars swing by in frozen flight
Soft smoke floats thin
From fires alight in rooms below
The stillness holds
In silent snow
Neat footprints write a winter`s tale
The night dreams on
Fran Newman
In the book, `Till All the Stars Have Fallen``
