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| North Wind Serenade I gaze in awe at sunset skies, as daylight gently wanes, Examine Jack Frost�s handiwork, on frozen window panes. In twilight rises winter moon, Sharing its soft blue light. Snow-covered meadows dance to life, And sparkle in the night. Summer�s leaves have long been absent; Icicles now in place. They glitter amongst the branches, With diamonds� stunning grace. The North Wind plays its serenade; For slumbering Mother Earth. Comforting her in Winter�s sleep, Awaiting Spring�s rebirth. LilGray |