Upon A Winter Night

Upon A Winter Night

UPON A WINTER NIGHT

In the early hours

The winter light

Is just beginning, gathering

As she breathes in

The cold November air

Tonight has been

Quiet and she does

Not seem to care

For she is young

And does not fear

The sounds from all

The nearby

Empty places where all of the

Men have torn away

The trees

And she has wandered far away

From home

There has been

A light dusting of snow

And through the woods on the darkest night

She goes. No sounds

And only a walk upon the places

Where all the grass has disappeared

And in the early hours

As the winter light

Is just beginning, gathering

She breathes in

The cold November air

The sudden sound

A machine. Curious,

What are you?

“Sleep”

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