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Winter's eve romance
by Amy NiggelThe face in the window
staring out into the darkening sky
patterns of condensing breath
leaving childish skulls on teh pane
she has waited so long
in hope
watching the dance of lights
transfixed by fairie movements
as others pass by
never sparing a glance
but she knows
and cannot help but wonder
why no one else can see the color of the snow 01/22/2006 Author's Note: I have never seen white snow in my life...
Posted on 01/23/2006
Copyright © 2025 Amy Niggel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 02/22/06 at 08:47 PM Too much of it and you never want to see it again...i myself have seen too much...but it is also good seeing you - through your pic- for the first time...as lovely as, well, a poem..:0 |
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